Vivica accepted it with a smile, murmuring under her breath, “I hope I never have to come to this place again.”
“What did you say?” Joseph asked, turning sharply to look at her.
“Nothing,” she said, not daring to repeat herself.
But he kept his eyes on her, his tone serious as he emphasized, “I’ve told you before, in my world, there is no divorce, only widowhood. Do you understand what that means?”
“I understand…” Vivica mumbled, not daring to argue. If anyone else had said that, she would have found it to be a sign of extreme, controlling possessiveness—a selfish trap. But coming from Joseph, it felt like a profound declaration of sincerity.
He viewed marriage with such gravity that he would make a promise that sounded almost like a threat. Thinking of Sheridan and Melanie, who were still so deeply in love and caring for each other in their old age, Vivica felt a surge of hope for her own marriage to Joseph.
On the way to her office, Joseph suddenly asked, “Should we invite your colleagues to dinner?”
“No,” Vivica replied without a second’s hesitation.
“If we don’t, what will you do when you start showing and your colleagues start gossiping?” Joseph didn’t enjoy socializing with strangers either, finding it a waste of time. But he was willing to bend his own rules to protect Vivica’s reputation.
“People will talk no matter what. It’s my life, and as long as I’m happy, that’s all that matters.”
Joseph nodded, following her lead. “So, are you happy right now?”
She froze and turned to look at him. Their eyes met, and she quickly looked away, a small smile on her lips. “I’m not telling you.”
…
When they arrived at her office building, Joseph reminded her before she got out, “I’ll come pick you up after work.”
“Okay,” Vivica agreed. She was about to leave, but Joseph just stared at her intently.
“What is it? Is there something else?” she asked, confused.
Joseph wanted to say, *You’re just going to leave like that?* But given her complete cluelessness, asking for it would feel cheap. He put on a stern face and said dismissively, “Nothing. You can go.”
Vivica frowned. Why was he suddenly angry?
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