Ever since Fabian became the Chief Editor, Vivian, who had always liked to work overtime, left exactly on the dot. Today was not an exception either.
She took a cab home to the villa. Slumping against the soft sofa, she realized that her cold had not fully recovered yet as her muscles had ached terribly.
When Vivian heard someone approaching her, she sat up in a fluster. She soon caught sight of Finnick's wheelchair beside her.
Instead of wearing his formal, white shirt, Finnick was wearing a casual grey cardigan, outlining his perfectly sculptured body.
"Why are you back so early today?" She was surprised to see Finnick at this time of the day.
Finnick threw a returning glance at Vivian.
Her face was still slightly pale while her eyes were red, which meant that she had cried in the morning.
"Well," mused Finnick, his expression still calm, "The food is ready. Come and eat."
When Vivian arrived at the dining room, her gaze fell upon the dishes on the table. She was momentarily stunned.
Most of the dishes were soup-based and vegetarian, with many nutritional ingredients in them.
Although they had not stayed together for long, Vivian noticed that Finnick had a love for spicy food. Why are today’s dishes so bland?
Feeling suspicious, Vivian sat down. Finnick poured her a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of her. "This is to warm your body."
Vivian was astonished.
Were these dishes specially cooked, to tend to my cold?
Vivian felt an indescribable feeling, flooding within her heart. Her initial exhaustion and sadness had slowly disappeared as it was soon replaced by a heartwarming feeling.
So, it feels so good to have been cared for by someone.
"What are you thinking about?" Finnick's mellow voice sounded out from beside her.
Jolted back to her senses, Vivian smiled and murmured, "It's nothing."
Suddenly remembering something, she added, "Oh, right. I'm going to eat at my father’s place tomorrow night. Seeing as such, you won't need to prepare dinner for me."
"Okay,” replied Finnick. After a while, he added, "When I'm free, I'll visit your parents too."
Stunned, Vivian blurted out, "There's no need for that."
Finnick raised his eyebrows in question.
Vivian realized that her reaction seemed slightly inappropriate. Feeling embarrassed, she explained, "My parents... Don't have a good relationship... My Mom's health is quite bad too, so..."
Looking at how flustered Vivian had seemed, a small smirk played upon Finnick's lips.
Vivian was unaware of the fact that he had already investigated her family's background.
"Really?" Instead of exposing her lie, he responded calmly, "When you're free, I would want to bring you along to meet my family.”
Vivian was taken aback, for it was the first time that Finnick had mentioned his family.
"Your parents?" asked Vivian carefully.
"My parents have long passed away."
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