A Touch of Sweetness novel (Finnick and Vivian) novel Chapter 158

"Yes, I do need your help," Vivian agreed.

Just then, Finnick remembered something which he felt he should share with her now. He said tentatively, "Actually, I already gathered some information on that incident."

The fact that he had started the investigation on his own showed that he was quite bothered by it too.

Vivian’s eyes fell pensive, but she did not condemn him for what he did. Instead, she placed emphasis on the outcome. "What information have you got?"

He told her that the man who raped her two years ago was not an old man as per her assumption. However, the identity of the real perpetrator had yet to come to light.

The one who did the horrendous thing to her was not an old man.

To Vivian, that piece of information did not really matter.

Knowing that the perpetrator was not an old man did not make things better in the least bit because the fact that she had been humiliated could never be changed.

She sighed. "Finnick, to be honest with you, the question of who did it doesn’t matter that much to me at the moment. Right now, I just want to find out who was the one who drugged me and orchestrated the entire plot that night. That person even went to the extent of spreading that scandal at school in order to destroy me. Who could be the mastermind behind everything?"

Without saying anything in response, he drew her toward his chest gently.

Since what she wanted was the truth, he would go all out to get that for her.

After all, he wanted to find out the truth too.

Yet...

At the thought of that scarf, he grew reticent as his eyes turned icy.

"I'll get to the bottom of it," he promised her in a soft voice.

Suddenly, a thought struck Vivian. "By the way, did anyone find out about the condition of your legs last night?" she asked worriedly.

Finnick broke into a faint smile, feeling pleased to see how much she cared about him. "Don't worry. All the necessary arrangements are in place to make sure everything is alright."

The car pulled to a stop at that moment. As she looked out the window, she found herself staring at the apartment she was staying at instead of the villa. She couldn't help but turn to look at Finnick in puzzlement.

"I’d like to visit your mother," he answered.

Vivian had her reservations about his idea because it was obvious to her that Finnick was not her mother's favorite.

That did not bother her during the time their marriage only existed in name.

However, things were so much different at the moment.