The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

Chapter 197 They loathed each other

“Two principles?” Vivian was slightly surprised, “What are they?”

“The first one is that you must be available whenever I need you. The second is that I just need you to

pretend to be my mistress when it’s absolutely necessary. You don’t have to sleep with me.”Lawrence

said coldly. He explained it without mercy, “I’m not interested in any immoral woman. So don’t try to

seduce me. Don’t even think about it, do you understand?”

Vivian went pale at these hurtful words, but she knew very well that she was in no position to be mad at

him.

A mistress wasn’t supposed to be respected.

Therefore, she smiled pragmatically, “Yes, I do.”

Yes, she understood it, but it didn’t necessarily mean that she would keep her word.

Lawrence had put it bluntly, but their “relationship” would certainly bring many opportunities for her to

charm her way into his heart.

Lawrence had asked her to put on a good show when Martha came to the office to see him and found

him half-naked with Vivian straddling his lap in a most inappropriate way.

However, Vivian hadn’t expected that Lawrence’s sister Martha would overreact. Martha couldn’t hurt

her in the office because Lawrence was very protective. She had been ambushed by Martha

downstairs.

Vivian touched her swollen face and looked at herself in the mirror. The more she thought about it, the

angrier she became. She had never been afraid of fighting. She had lost this fight because she wasn’t

vigilant enough. She swore to hit Martha back hard whenever the opportunity presented itself.

After clothes shopping, she walked into a restaurant and ordered some fast food and chicken soup,

because she knew Ben Hawk was waiting for his lunch at the hospital right now.

Ben Hawk had been lying on the bed for some time after his leg and ribs were broken by those stoned

gangsters. Vivian had been taking care of him.

“Why are you so late today? Are you trying to starve me?”

Ben Hawk, whose leg was now in a thick plaster cast, yelled at Vivian impatiently when she showed up

with lunch in the ward.

Having been beaten up by Martha, Vivian was already in a bad mood on her way to the hospital. She

was infuriated by Ben Hawk’s rudeness. She slammed the food and chicken soup down on the table by

the bed and said coldly, “All you care about is food. Don’t you see my bruised face? You don’t care

about me at all.”

Ben Hawk finally realized that Vivian’s face was red and swollen. He hadn’t noticed it. But he believed

he was so irritable for a reason. He had been bashed up by some strangers and ended up in the

hospital. He paused and softened his voice, “Who did it? Why?”

Vivian froze. She couldn’t tell him the truth. So she lied, “One of my colleagues had always picked on

me at work. I couldn’t stand her any longer today, so I had a fight with her.”

Ben Hawk didn’t suspect anything. He shook his head, “You’re a girl. Why did you get into a fight with

someone else in the office? You lost the fight and got laughed at by your coworkers. Don’t ever do it

again! If our friends knew it, it will bring disgrace to both of us.” Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

He was very unhappy.

Vivian was burning with anger. He neither comforted nor cared for her, even if she had been hurt so

badly. All he cared about was his brilliant image.

Vivian stared at him with increasingly angry eyes. But she knew she couldn’t tell him what had really

happened. She had no other choice but to choke down her anger. She turned her head, and said

nothing more.

Ben Hawk assumed that Vivian agreed with his opinion. He opened the lunch box and frowned, “Why

are you bringing me fast food again? I’m fed up with it. It tastes gross. And the chicken soup is clearly

badly cooked and it won’t do any good to my recovery. Vivian, why don’t you cook me some decent

food? I’m badly injured and you’re bringing me garbage food every day. Don’t you want me to get well

sooner?”

Vivian was finally exasperated.

She suddenly retorted angrily, “Ben Hawk, are you through? I have a job and I have no time to cook for

you at all. Besides, you know I can’t cook.”