You Are The Apple of My Eyes
Chapter 460 Punish Vivian (Part One)

Noticing that John was confident, Leon felt far more comfortable.

"Okay, let's continue," Leon said. "So Nini and Vicente are a couple and that's for sure. Moreover, it has something to do with the political and economic development of C Island.

It's not all my parents' fault. You also command a lot of power so you should understand the principles behind what they did. My parents have to think about the development of C Island. And as a princess, Nini has to help C Island and can't just do anything at will.

I think everyone in the world is shackled by something in all honesty. Nobody is allowed to just do whatever they want."

John understood Leon's determined attempt to convince him. He himself had to marry Vivian and couldn't deal with Ye family despite his reluctance.

He had to make sacrifices.

However, he also believed that he could find a way out as long as he tried.

"I will come to a solution." John's low voice bellowed like the sound of a cello. It was a little depressing in all honesty.

He knew that there would be some way to get what he wanted, but he didn't know how at this moment.

Leon knew exactly what the problems were. "Nini and Vicente have been married for half a year, and C Island is in a stable situation for now. If you expose your identity or rashly try to get to Nini, all this will be in vain.

If you piss off my parents and Vicente, it will be even more difficult for you to get Nini back. If Vicente doesn't want to let Nini go, or if my parents don't agree to your remarriage, you have almost no chance anymore."

Leon leaned back a little, put one hand on the chair, and the other on the table. He tapped the table with his fingers and added, "These words are from the bottom of my heart. I'm just being honest with you. I analyzed the current situation on C Island to give you a reference, but you're obviously free to do whatever you want from there.

I'm on my sister's side, but I have to take C Island's interests into account. I will judge which is more important and I will help you if I can. If it goes too far, I won't stand by." Hearing this, John saw the courage that the prince of C Island should have, and could finally see a slight demonstration of the courageous Leon that he heard so much about. The only issue was whether this version of Leon was more helpful to him or not.

John fell into a silence. It was like there was a massive boulder crushing his body and taking the air out of him.

After a while, he looked out of the window and said, "I won't harm the interests of C Island unless I come up with the perfect plan. But I need to be with her, no matter what my identity is." The sound of waves and sea wind poured in through the crack of the window. It was a little cold, but at least it blew away some of the suffocating depression.

It was already five o'clock in the morning. The horizon had a streaking white ray across it as if a ray of light hung across the sky.

No matter how dark the night was, dawn would always come.

That was a certainty of life.

In Lexingport City, times were changing.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the snow had melted and left the road slippery. The temperature began to drop, leaving everyone in sight freezing cold. Vivian woke up from her sleep. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a small room. There was no heating, and cold wind poured in from the window. She was still wearing the black wedding dress, which was left in tatters.

Her hair was disheveled and fell untidily on her face and over her shoulders. The strands of hair on her face seemed to be glued stiff with the wind unable to blow them away. What had actually happened was that the blood had dried in her hair.

Vivian's face was still swollen. Her arm was full of bruises and cuts from the broken glass. They crawled densely on her snow-white arms. It was a horrifying sight.

She staggered to her feet. Her left eye was swollen, her vision of the room was completely blurred. She felt so defeated.

Perhaps the cold chill numbed her body so she wasn't in much pain. She held herself tightly in her own arms.

Her stomach grumbled.

Vivian knew that she was in the Shi family's storage room. About a week had passed since the wedding day. She had woken up a few days ago.

She had been taken away as soon as she had woken up, and had been taken back to this cold storage room not long after.

She couldn't exactly remember what had happened; all she could recall was bits and pieces.

She remembered Jessica standing before her, maliciously staring into her eyes. She couldn't remember what Jessica had cursed at her though.

Vivian felt like a zombie.

"It should be coming soon." Vivian looked up at the door.

The next second, the door swung open.

"Come with me." Yvonne stood at the door with the light shining behind her, and Vivian couldn't make out her face clearly. From her voice though, Vivian knew she was Jessica's bodyguard. 'Jessica is really lucky. The Shi family has raised such a powerful and loyal dog for her. If I had the same luck, Jessica wouldn't even be able to be so arrogant in front of me. Unfortunately, I don't have such a life.'

With an exasperated smile, Vivian walked over and said weakly, "You seem to know when I wake up every time. Do you have some sort of monitor on my body?" Yvonne looked at her blankly.

"I know the answer whether you answer me or not," Vivian murmured to herself. As soon as she walked out of the door, she felt a piercing cold that almost froze her blood. The cold was somewhat a blessing because at least she didn't feel the pain.

She noticed that her high-heel shoes had gone. As she stepped on the melting snow, she felt her toes curl as the freezing cold seeped into the bottom of her bare feet. Vivian clenched her jaw while her face became pale, and she limped, following Yvonne.

As long as Vivian could wait for Jessica to cool down, she had a possibility of slipping out of trouble.

'Jessica, the brainless woman, just puts on a front.'

Every time Vivian thought about this, she gritted her teeth and persevered.

What crushed her spirit though was that nobody from the Ye family seemed to care that she had disappeared for such a long time.

"Here we are." Yvonne stopped.

Vivian came to her senses and was surprised to see the gate of Jessica's house in front of her.

She was usually taken to some kind of dark basement so she wasn't used to being brought here.

What did Jessica want to do with her?

"Why are you just standing there?" Yvonne came to her side and pushed her in.

"Ah..." Vivian was thrown into the living room.

Jessica, who was sitting on the sofa and sipping her tea, frowned. "What's all the noise about? You don't look much like a lady." Jessica put down the teacup in her hand and walked up to Vivian, looking down at her.

She strode over in her lavish clothes while Vivian lay on the floor in her tattered garments like a beggar. They were starkly contrasted. There was also a stench from Vivian's body. With a disgusted look, Jessica raised her hand against her nose and kicked Vivian's arm. "Yvonne, take her to wash up and change her clothes, or else someone will say that we mistreated her."

'You did mistreat me, didn't you?'

Vivian raised her head resentfully and clenched her fists. Her long nails, that haven't been trimmed in some time, scratched the floor. Jessica frowned, displeased. "Hurry up and clean her. Cut her nails too."

Yvonne walked over and dragged Vivian away.

Vivian was thrown into the bathtub. The hot water warmed her stiff body and made her feel better in all honesty.

The water poured into her tender wounds though, twisting her face in pain.

"Ouch..." Taking in a sharp breath, Vivian was about to stand up from the bathtub, but Yvonne pressed her back in.

"Mmmph..." Vivian struggled with her hands flailing in the water.

The water sloshed out of the tub as she shuddered back into the tub.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐