The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 1066

At the dinner, everyone couldn't help but chuckle and shake their heads. With Willa around, Maddox was definitely under her thumb.

By the time they got back to the Linklater household, night had already fallen.

Sasha made a cup of honey lemon tea and placed it beside Vivienne's bed.

After checking her forehead to ensure she didn't have a fever, Sasha left the room.

Outside, Arthur was visibly uneasy, "Is our daughter really okay? She didn’t just drink alcohol, did she?"

Sasha reassured him, "Our girl is all grown up, we can't keep treating her like a child."

Arthur hesitated, wanting to say more but held back since his wife had spoken.

He had no choice but to quell his worries.

Vivienne hadn't fallen asleep yet.

She could hear the voices of the two outside her room.

Strangely, although her head felt a bit woozy, her mind was surprisingly clear.

Clearer than it had ever been.

After the two left, she slowly sat up, drank some water, and went to check on the kids in their room.

She didn't get too close, mindful of the alcohol scent on her.

Seeing the kids holding hands even in their sleep softened something deep within her.

If Mr. Wolf saw this, would he be more moved than she was?

His heart had always been set on Natalia's kids, and now they were right here before him.

With the moon high in the sky, Vivienne sat in the next room for a few minutes before returning to her own.

Just as she was about to sleep, the door suddenly opened, and a shadow quietly entered.

The moment Vivienne sensed the presence, her body reacted faster than her mind, her hand lifting a silver letter opener in defense. But she froze upon recognizing the figure.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the person.

So familiar.

Her body tensed slightly, "Mr. Wolf!"

Percival's eyes were clear and bright, "Vivienne, it's me."

Feeling the effects of the alcohol surge, Vivienne gazed at him, her vision slightly blurred.

Percival came over, worry evident on his face as he touched her forehead and sighed, "I told you not to drink too much."

Feeling the warmth from Mr. Wolf, Vivienne could only believe this was a dream, her hands naturally wrapping around his neck. Her eyes conveyed deep emotions, captivating, "If I don't drink, how could I see you?"

Percival smiled, his eyes softening in a way that could melt hearts. Vivienne truly believed she was dreaming of him.

He started to explain, "Vivienne, actually I..."

Vivienne placed a finger on his lips, "Mr. Wolf, don't speak."

"I missed you."

Those words left Percival speechless.

He swallowed hard, asking her, "How much did you miss me?"

Vivienne didn't answer with words but with actions, following her instincts.

The next day, as the light filled the room, Vivienne looked at the empty space beside her, feeling the dream of last night was incredibly real.

Unfortunately, it was just a dream.

She rubbed her temples, getting ready to leave the room, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw a silhouette by the window.

She couldn't be mistaken!

That was...

"Is your head still hurting?"

Percival, dressed in casual black attire, entered from outside, realizing that Vivienne was still feeling the effects of the alcohol.

He placed medicine and water on the bedside table, "You were asleep when I checked on the kids earlier. I was worried they'd be disturbed last night."

Vivienne looked up, "Mr. Wolf, when did you wake up?"

Percival leaned in for a soft kiss, "I woke up when you came to me last night."

Vivienne blushed.