บท 27: WHO IS THE FATHER?

VIVIAN'S POV

My body ached, and my eyes struggled to open. The surroundings seemed like a blur until I managed to open them wider, revealing the sterile environment of a hospital room.

My last memory was of collapsing to the floor. I felt a soft, chilly hand gently caress my face, and when I turned, I was met with the unexpected sight of Vinicius, sitting there beside me. His smile, radiant as the morning sun, was something I had never witnessed on his face before.

The room was permeated with the alluring scent of his expensive cologne, which likely cost more than my monthly salary. I made an effort to sit up, and it was then that he noticed I was awake.

"Ah, my beautiful flower, you're awake," Vinicius exclaimed, his words echoing like those of a revered king. I couldn't believe my ears. What had brought about this sudden interest in me?