Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 3463 Will Never Miss A Chance To Mock Her
After returning to the hotel from the hospital, Vivian felt much better.
To her, the fact that Ray had taken her to the hospital meant there was hope for the future, which lifted her spirits. She picked up
an apple from the fruit platter the hotel had provided and took a bite.
"Ray, this apple is really good. Want to try one?" asked Vivian.
Ray shook his head. "You go ahead. By the way, can I take a look at the luggage you brought from Russia?"
Vivian nodded. "I only hung up my clothes. Everything else is still in the suitcase. You can just take the things out."
Ray walked into the bedroom, pulled out her suitcase, and opened it. Inside were just books and a few other small items, nothing
unusual.
"You didn't bring any food with you?" asked Ray.
"I haven't really been in the mood, but the food here is way better than Russian food, so I didn't feel the need to bring anything."
Vivian's tone was lighthearted now that she was in a better mood.
"That's true." Ray agreed, then asked, "What about skincare products?"
Vivian let out a bitter smile. "My face is already in such bad shape, and the doctor advised against using anything, so I didn't
bring any. I haven't used any skincare products since this started."
Ray's deep blue eyes darkened with thought.
That meant the culprit had not tampered with her skincare products.
If Vivian had not used any at all and her condition kept worsening day by day, then there was a high chance someone had
messed with her food instead.
As for who...
Ray decided that once he resolved Vivian's current situation, he would return and investigate thoroughly. Their family had plenty
of household staff, most of whom were around Vivian's age.

Since her skin darkened not long after she was born, the best approach would be to focus on the longest-serving employees. A
careful investigation was bound to turn up something.
With that thought, Ray no longer felt rushed.
"Vivian, now that we have a lead, we need to be extra cautious. I'll have a clothing store send over a fresh batch of clothes for
you. Get rid of all your old ones," said Ray.
Vivian had been about to protest that it was not necessary, but realizing that Ray was just trying to protect her, she agreed.
"Alright, let's do it your way," replied Vivian.
"Good. I'll make the call."
Ray quickly looked up a brand's boutique in X City and dialed their number. After handing
the phone to Vivian, he let her discuss the sizes and styles with the store clerk before ending the call.

He could clearly tell that Vivian's mood had improved. He smiled and turned his attention back to handling matters for his family's
company.
Knowing he was busy, Vivian stayed quiet, not wanting to disturb him.
She sat by the floor-to-ceiling window with the fruit platter in hand, peacefully watching the scenery outside as she ate.
The fruits tasted sweet.
Vivian felt her hair brush against her cheek, making her itch slightly, so she reached up to touch it.
Ray immediately reminded her, "Luca said you shouldn't touch it. You don't want to break the abscesses."
Vivian smiled. "I was just tucking my hair behind my ear. Aren't you busy? Why are you paying so much attention to me?"
"I have to keep an eye on you at all times." As Ray said that, his gaze was still fixed on the computer screen.
"Ray, I'm not a child anymore. You don't have to watch over me all the time. Besides, I'm your older sister. I know I've been
acting strange lately and have caused you a lot of trouble. I'm sorry," Vivian said apologetically.

"You don't need to apologize to me. You're my sister. It's only natural for a younger brother to protect his sister when he grows
up. More importantly, we're family." Ray paused his work as he spoke.
Vivian gave him a sweet smile.
She knew her smile was not pretty, but it was the first time she had truly smiled since
everything had happened.
Ray felt deeply relieved.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Ray rose to his feet. "That must be the boutique delivering your clothes."
The brand he had chosen had a store nearby, so the delivery was especially fast.
Vivian realized this and quickly turned around. "Just have them bring it in. I'll sort everything out later."
"Alright."
Ray felt a pang of sadness when he noticed her action.
Vivian was not beautiful back then, but at least she had never lacked confidence. Growing up, she had always been a little
reserved around strangers, but she never avoided them
completely.
However, now...
Now, she was not just lacking confidence. She was hiding away.
Ray opened the suite door.
The person standing outside was not the boutique staff. It was Gordan.
Ray narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for someone," answered Gordan. The moment he saw Ray, a deep, instinctual sense of alertness kicked in. It was
like a wild animal spotting its natural enemy, every hair on his body stood on end.
Vivian was sitting in the room, and when she heard that familiar voice, a wave of sorrow washed over her.
It was Gordan.

Why was he in X City?
Had he heard that she was sick and needed Luca's treatment? Did he come all this way just
to laugh at her?
Vivian would not put it past him.
If Gordan knew she was suffering, he would absolutely come to mock her. She had caused him a lot of pain because of their
past marriage. Someone as vengeful as Gordan would never miss a chance to mock her.
Vivian's heart shattered.
She had been slowly getting better. She had started to regain confidence and look toward the future. Even if Gordan were to
ridicule her then, she would not have let it get to her because
she believed she was going to get better.
Now, however...
Vivian touched her face. She did not have the courage to turn around and look at the man she had loved for so many years.
That relentless obsession tore through the fragile confidence she had painstakingly built, leaving her feeling even more defeated
than before. It felt even more humiliating than when she had hidden from the hotel staff earlier.
Ray glanced back at Vivian. She had not moved, but the loneliness in her posture told him everything she was struggling.
She had just started to feel a little better, and now, she was falling apart again because of
this man.

Ray clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked.
"Gordan, you've got some nerve showing up here!" His voice was cold and full of murderous intent. If looks could kill, Gordan
would be dead on the spot!
"Hah! What the hell are you talking about? Why can't I be here?" Gordan shot him a look that practically screamed he was an
idiot. At the same time, his gaze shifted to Vivian, who was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window.
He heard she was sick.
Yet what exactly was wrong with her? Was it serious?
As Gordan was still processing this, Ray's voice cut through his thoughts. "You have the guts
to walk in here, huh? Don't blame me for not holding back!"
Without another word, Ray swung his fist straight at Gordan.
"Damn it, are you seriously throwing punches?!" cursed Grodan, dodging the attack just in
time.
"Do you think I'll let you off? I'll beat you to death today!" Ray roared, his fists coming
down even
harder.
Gordan was not one to back down. He threw a punch at him.
In an instant, the two men were locked in a full-blown fight.
Behind them, Vivian sat frozen, trembling at the sounds of fists colliding and bodies
crashing into
furniture.
No one was screaming in pain. There was just the relentless sounds of their struggle and

fists meeting flesh.