The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 118

When Vivienne showed up at Percival's apartment in Bay Estates, it was Leopold who opened the door.

His eyes widened in surprise when he saw Vivienne hauling a suitcase. "What are you up to?"

Vivienne ignored him and just wheeled her suitcase inside. She spotted Percival lounging on the couch, with Thomas tending to him.

Isolde was sitting on the side, covering her mouth and giggling as she watched his hand.

Vivienne had heard Isolde crying her eyes out earlier, so she assumed Percival must have been stung by a wasp pretty badly. But now she saw it was nothing more than a swollen right hand.

"What on earth possessed you to get stung by a wasp?" She asked Percival, chuckling as she waited for his explanation.

Why on earth had he gotten stung today of all days?

Was he stalking her? Why didn't the wasp just kill him?

"Bad luck." Percival answered, avoiding her gaze.

He hadn't actually planned on stalking Vivienne. It was his surveillance team that stumbled upon her while tailing Elijah.

Though she was masked, he knew her too well. He recognized her instantly from the photo they sent him.

Somehow, he just found himself following her.

Looking back, he was probably too impulsive. Vivienne might have noticed him and might have been angry. He wasn't sure how to smooth things over.

He glanced at Vivienne's suitcase. Vivienne shrugged, inspecting his hand that looked like a swollen pig's trotter, and said boldly, "You're injured. I figured you might need help, so I'm moving in to take care of you."

Percival was taken aback. Had he mentioned that it was just his hand when he hinted for Isolde to call Vivienne?

"Not up for it?" Vivienne angled her head to ask.

"As if! It'd be fantastic if you were willing to take care of me." Percival said with a slight smile.

Suddenly, getting stung by a wasp didn't seem so bad. Although he suspected Vivienne had ulterior motives for moving into his apartment.

She was probably investigating the pendant around his neck. He also wondered if tonight's incident played a part in it.

He didn't mind though.

"Alright, enough with the teasing. Do you think because Thomas and I are single, you can just make fun of us?" Leopold couldn't take it anymore and gestured at Percival's right hand. "Just treat him ASAP. I don’t want his hand to become useless."

Vivienne set down her suitcase and sat next to Percival. The wound wasn't big. The problem was that the wasp was too venomous and caused severe swelling.

She picked up the ointment she prepared in advance and started applying it on him.

"Percy's hand looks even more like a pig's trotter after applying the ointment." Isolde couldn't help but laugh as she looked at Percival's greasy-looking hand.

"I'll have Thomas take you to Mom's place." Percival coldly shot back at her.

"I won't go!" Isolde immediately rejected that idea, hugging Vivienne's thigh. "If Vivienne is staying here, I want to stay here too."

Percival just stared at his bratty sister, wondering why she couldn't understand the need for him and Vivienne to have some privacy.

Vivienne watched the siblings bicker and finished applying medicine to Percival’s hand. To prevent him from smearing the ointment when moving, she carefully bandaged it with gauze.

Percival was fixated on her lowered eyes, realizing that this girl looked beautiful from any angle. Her long eyelashes fluttered and tickled his heart.

Leopold watched the two, feeling like they were basking in pink bliss. He felt like he, Thomas, and Isolde were third wheels.

With a straight face, he asked Thomas, "Can you smell the love in the air?"