Wedding Night: My Disabled Husband Made Me Cry-Chapter 87: She Stood on Tiptoes and Kissed Him
"No, it’s Joy and I who are going abroad."
"Vivian Quinn, do you even have a heart?" The man’s deep-set eyes were filled with pain. "Didn’t I say I could take you abroad? Didn’t I say I would go with you wherever you wanted? On what grounds are you leaving me behind, huh?"
"We’re not from the same world, don’t you get it!" Vivian Quinn raised her voice, her tone cold and firm. "Jett Sterling, I just want a divorce. It’d be best if you agreed, but even if you don’t, it’s happening!"
Vivian Quinn went upstairs, packed her things, and left without a second glance.
...
A few days later, Vivian Quinn was in a taxi on her way to the airport.
"Sis, are we really going abroad?" Joy Chase asked nervously. "I’m scared."
"Don’t be scared, Joy." Vivian Quinn squeezed her hand. "After I get you settled abroad, I’ll stay with you for a while. I’ll come back once you’ve adjusted."
"Sis, you’re still coming back?"
"Of course. I will get back what Rachel Quinn owes me. I can’t hide, and I won’t. The only reason we’re going abroad is to get you somewhere safe."
’And also to make Jett Sterling give up and divorce me. But he’s too stubborn and still refuses.’
"Sis, I don’t want to leave you. I just want us two sisters to live a good life together."
"We will." Vivian Quinn squeezed her hand tighter. "Once I’ve handled things here, I’ll come find you. We’ll never be apart again."
"Okay."
As the two were talking, Vivian Quinn’s phone suddenly rang.
She took out her phone, glanced at it, hesitated for a moment, and hung up.
A few seconds later, the phone rang again.
Vivian Quinn hung up again.
"Sis, why aren’t you answering?"
Vivian Quinn’s hand clutched the corner of her clothes tightly. "I don’t want to."
The phone rang once more. Vivian Quinn was about to hang up again, but her finger froze. On a strange impulse, she answered, "Easton, what is it?"
"Mrs. Sterling, you finally answered!" Easton Rivers’s anxious voice came through the phone. "Master Sterling found out you were leaving the country today. He was rushing to the airport to find you and got into a car accident!"
"What did you say?" Vivian Quinn was shocked. "Where is he now? Is it serious?"
"It’s very serious. He’s in the emergency room right now. The doctor said he might not make it..."
Vivian Quinn’s entire body trembled violently. "Which hospital... Driver, turn around, quickly!"
When Vivian Quinn arrived at the hospital, the door to the operating room was just opening. A doctor walked out and shook his head at Easton Rivers.
The world spun before Vivian Quinn’s eyes. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor.
"Mrs. Sterling!" Easton Rivers rushed forward to help her up. "Are you all right?"
Vivian Quinn pushed herself up. "I want to see him. I have to see him..."
"Please, Mrs. Sterling, don’t panic. I’ll have the doctor take you to him."
Vivian Quinn was soon brought to Jett Sterling. His tall body was covered by a white sheet, and the monitor beside him showed a flat line.
Vivian Quinn’s fingertips trembled. She slowly lifted the white sheet and saw his pale face.
Vivian Quinn completely broke down, tears streaming from her eyes. "Jett... Jett Sterling... I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I’m begging you, please wake up, okay? Jett Sterling, don’t die... Don’t leave me..."
Easton Rivers wiped away his own tears at her side. "Mrs. Sterling, the truth is, Master Sterling’s body hadn’t fully recovered yet. But he said that even if you don’t love him, he couldn’t just let you leave like this. That’s why he insisted on chasing you to the airport."
Vivian Quinn shook her head forcefully. "No, I do love you. I love you, Jett Sterling! But I was afraid to admit it because I’m not good enough for you. My existence would only bring you shame and make you unable to hold your head high. I didn’t want you to suffer such humiliation for my sake... Jett Sterling, I really know I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I haven’t paid you back for what I owe you. I owe you so much..."
"Mrs. Sterling, if Master Sterling were to wake up, would you still have the heart to leave him?"
"I won’t run away anymore. As long as he wakes up, I’ll do anything..." Vivian Quinn closed her eyes, leaned against his chest, and wept uncontrollably. "Jett Sterling, wake up. I’ll give you anything you want. I’m yours, my heart is yours. I’m begging you, please don’t leave me..."
"Mrs. Sterling, you’re the one who said it."
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ear. Vivian Quinn abruptly stopped crying and slowly raised her head. She saw the man had opened his eyes and was gazing at her.
Vivian Quinn froze completely. After a delayed reaction, she quickly grabbed his hand to check his pulse. Her expression changed in an instant. "Jett Sterling, you tricked me!"
"If I hadn’t tricked you, how else would I get you to come back, huh?"
Speechless, Vivian Quinn turned and started to walk out.
"Vivian!" Jett Sterling called out to her.
Vivian Quinn stopped in her tracks, standing stiffly in place.
Taking the hint, Easton Rivers quietly excused himself.
"Isn’t it just that you can’t get over that hurdle in your heart, that you feel you’re not ’clean’?" the man’s deep voice sounded from behind her. "What if I told you it wasn’t my first time either? That I’ve been with other women. Would that make you feel a little better?" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Vivian Quinn paused, then quickly shook her head gently. "Jett Sterling, I’ve never thought being a virgin was that important. Even if I had been with more than one man before, I wouldn’t think of myself as ’dirty’."
"What I mind is that I have no idea who I slept with, no idea whose child I might have carried. I can’t bring myself to imagine it, and I can’t get over that hurdle in my heart and pretend nothing happened while I’m with you. Do you understand?"
Jett Sterling got up from the gurney, walked over, and hugged her from behind. "Vivian, I know you can’t get over it. It’s okay. I’ll help you get through it. If one month isn’t enough, we’ll take two. If two months aren’t enough, we’ll take a year. If a year isn’t enough, we’ll take two. No matter how long it takes, even if it’s a lifetime, I will be with you."
"Vivian, just now you said with your own mouth that you love me. Since you love me, you shouldn’t let go. You also said you would give me anything—that you’re mine, and your heart is mine."
"Vivian, I don’t care how other people see you. In my heart, you are perfect. You are the most important person in my life. Without you, my life would be worse than death. Do you understand?"
Vivian Quinn felt the wall around her heart begin to crumble, brick by brick—the very wall she had painstakingly built to keep Jett Sterling out.
Just moments ago, she thought he was really dead. Her heart had ached to the point of suffocation, a pain worse than death, and she had been ready to cast everything aside to follow him into the afterlife.
And now, having gotten him back after thinking he was lost, what could be more important than him being alive and well!
She wasn’t even afraid of death, so why should she be afraid of being with him?
The man’s deep voice, laced with pain, continued in her ear, "Vivian, let’s be together, live a good life, and never be apart again, okay?"
Vivian Quinn finally turned around. A thousand words were caught in her throat. She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his...
