A Touch of Sweetness novel (Finnick and Vivian) novel Chapter 80

"Hang on tight." Finnick lowered his gaze at her and beamed. "We are dancing!"

Just as he spoke, Finnick moved his wheelchair along with the music, gently rocking back and forth to its rhythm.

As for Vivian, she leaned into his embrace as both of them rolled together under the bright lights and gaping stares of the guests.

She was mesmerized by the moment.

Staring at Finnick's handsome face, she couldn't find a single flaw on his chiseled features. His usually cold gaze was now draped in gentleness. It caused his expression to sparkle just like a sparkling.

This handsome man is actually my husband.

As Finnick’s wheelchair gently swayed to the music, all the other guests gawked in astonishment. Even Ashley who was the center of attention a moment ago couldn't help but stop to watch.

"Dancing in a wheelchair?" she exclaimed. But, jealousy soon filled her eyes as she sneered, "A cripple will always be a cripple. That's the sad reality."

Ashley had planned to mock Finnick and Vivian. But when she saw how exceptionally dashing Finnick was and how he gracefully waltzed his wheelchair to the music, she suddenly felt her mockery had lost all its basis.

Furthermore, she wasn't alone. All the other watching guests who were astonished at first were now filled with envy.

"My God! This is the first time I see someone emit so much charm dancing in a wheelchair." "I'm really envious of that girl called Vivian for how much her husband loves her. Furthermore, he is such a romantic and a capable man too."

"That's the second son of the Norton family for you." A few elderly guests recollected what happened a long time ago. With a regretful tone in their voice, they remarked, "He was such an exceptional child since he was young. If only the kidnapping didn't happen. Sigh."

Meanwhile, Vivian, who was sitting on Finnick's lap, could faintly hear the remarks of the other guests though she couldn't make out what they were saying. Not able to resist, she looked towards them.

Without any hesitation, Finnick raised his hands and held onto her chin to stop her.

"Do you care about what they say?" Finnick obviously knew fully well what was on Vivian's mind.

Vivian smiled awkwardly in return.