Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

Vivian immediately realized a very serious problem- if Mare continued to look on, he would definitely discover the contraceptive stick beneath the sanitary pad, and her secret would not be hidden anymore. Mare would definitely tell Alajos.

Regardless of whether she was pregnant or not, Vivian was not prepared to tell Alajos. She didn’t even know if Alajos would welcome the arrival of a new life.

“Mare,” Vivian’s voice captured Mare’s attention swiftly, just as she intended, “Where are Diego and the car? Is he coming to pick us up?”

“Yes, I think he should be arriving soon,” Mare said.

“Why don’t you call him to confirm his location? What if he can’t find us?” Vivian asked.

“No, that won’t happen,” Mare shook his head, “You have to trust Diego. He’s a professional driver; he knows where to park the car to pick you up faster.”

“But…”

“What are you worried about?” Mare furrowed his brows, looking at her, “I feel like you’re hiding something from me.”

Mare’s perceptiveness surprised Vivian deeply. She dared not continue to press the issue, fearing that the more she said, the sooner Mare would notice.

Vivian feigned a smile, saying, “I’m exposed to your scrutiny all day long. What could I possibly hide from you? I just want to show my concern for you in the right way.”

Mare glanced at her again.

He didn’t say anything, not even a change in expression, but Vivian inexplicably felt as if he had seen right through her, making her unease grow.

Fortunately, after her persistent questioning, the cashier quickly scanned and packed all the items. Vivian hurriedly used the black card Alajos had given her to pay and followed Mare, who was carrying the shopping bags, out of the supermarket.

Just as Mare had said, Diego was waiting with the car in a very conspicuous and convenient location. They spotted him as soon as they left the mall.

Vivian got into the car, Mare placed the items in the trunk, and then, as always, he sat in the passenger seat.

He still hadn’t noticed the pregnancy test stick in the shopping bag.

This fact relieved Vivian, but soon a new anxiety surged within her.

As she turned to look at the rapidly passing scenery outside the window, Vivian’s fingers clenched tightly around the sleeve of her pink shirt. She was nervous, her heart pounding restlessly.

The missed period, sudden weight gain, a protruding belly, relentless morning sickness, and drastic changes in eating habits… all of these loomed over Vivian like a shadow, each one telling her the terrifying truth.

She might be pregnant.

There might be a little life growing inside her; it would be her and Alajos’s child, possibly a girl, possibly a boy.

Vivian couldn’t decide if she wanted a girl or a boy. She had known for a long time what fate this child might have, so she felt afraid.

She didn’t know if Alajos would welcome this child, but if she was truly pregnant, she had to tell Alajos about this cruel reality as soon as possible.

Because once she bore Alajos’s child, regardless of whether he loved her or not, she would become his weakness, and his enemies would not hesitate to aim their guns at her.

Only Alajos could protect her.

Suddenly, Vivian felt nauseous. Just as they were about to enter the apartment’s underground garage, she urgently tapped on the car window, signaling for Diego to stop.

The car hadn’t even stopped when Vivian opened the door and rushed out, crouching by the roadside, vomiting uncontrollably.

Footsteps approached from behind; Vivian knew it was Mare catching up.

He silently stood by Vivian, tensely observing everything around them, until Vivian finished vomiting, and only then did he hand her a bottle of water.

“Thank you,” Vivian took the water, rinsed her mouth with several sips, and finally calmed down. Her voice had become hoarse due to vomiting, “I’m okay now.”

Mare nodded and escorted Vivian into the apartment.

First, Diego drove the car to the underground garage, then brought up the items from the trunk.

Diego didn’t stay in the apartment; he left after delivering the items.

Mare watched the elevator doors close, confirming the display screen had started to change, leaving only him and Vivian in the apartment, before returning inside.

He saw Vivian rummaging through the shopping bag and, as soon as he entered, she immediately hid whatever she had in her hands behind her back, trying to pretend as if she hadn’t done anything.

Her acting was really terrible.

Mare sighed and told Vivian, “Stop hiding. I know what you’ve sold.”

Mare said to Vivian with a shocked expression, “Isaw it.”

“You… what are you talking about?” Vivian wanted to struggle again, perhaps Mare was deceiving her?

Little did she know, Mare’s next words shattered her self-deception completely, “Pregnancy test stick.”

Vivian took a step back.

“Are you pregnant?”

“No, I’m not,” Vivian quickly shook her head, her anxious denial only making her seem more suspicious, “I will tell Alajos.” Mare stopped arguing with Vivian and directly told her what he would do.

“No, you can’t,” Vivian pleaded with him with a look of supplication, hoping he would change his mind, “I’m not sure yet. I haven’t tested it. I don’t know if I’m really pregnant. Please don’t tell him yet.”

Mare furrowed his brows. Vivian’s request put him in a difficult position. His job was to protect her safety and report everything to Alajos.

“No…”

“Please, Mare, let me keep a little secret,” Vivian saw Mare’s hesitation and assured him, “Just give me some time. Please promise me that if I am indeed pregnant, I will tell Alajos immediately, regardless of whether he wants this child or not.”

Would Alajos really not want this child?

Mare couldn’t be sure. Houston was too dangerous, and Alajos didn’t have much energy to spare for Vivian now. If this child truly existed, it would be a burden to Alajos.

But no father would be willing to kill his own child, except for a demon.

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So, under Vivian’s sincere assurance, Mare relented.

“Alright, I can promise you,” Mare said, “If you don’t tell Alajos, I will tell him in a week.”

“I understand,” Vivian breathed a sigh of relief.

Vivian took the pregnancy test stick and returned to her room. She urgently wanted to know the result. As soon as she closed the door, she went into the bathroom.

This was Vivian’s first time using a pregnancy test stick. The newly purchased sticks were neatly arranged in front of her. She picked up the first one, carefully read the instructions, and only when she was sure she understood how to use it, so as not to get an inaccurate result due to improper operation, did she pick up the second, then the third stick.

The method of using the pregnancy test sticks was basically the same. Vivian unwrapped all of them at once and, as instructed, sat on the toilet to perform the tests.

The wait for the results was a long and arduous process. Vivian stared intently at the three pregnancy test sticks in front of her, not daring to blink. Her heartbeat was chaotic, and cold sweat began to form on her palms.