Chapter 749: Won’t You Let Me and Brother-in-Law Be Together?

Chapter 749: Chapter 749: Won’t You Let Me and Brother-in-Law Be Together?

’It would be best if Annabelle was here. If she wasn’t, I could just show her the surveillance footage or something.’

With that thought, Vivian Yates hurried into the restroom.

She deliberately found a bath towel inside and wrapped it around herself. Then, she made sure to expose the bruises on her skin, mussed her hair to look disheveled, and ran out.

Leona Grant was nearly out of the bar when Vivian Yates caught up to him. She threw her arms around him and cried, "Brother-in-law, you can’t do this to me! I know you love my cousin, but I’m a person too! I was an innocent girl, and that was my first time! You can’t just pay me off and send me away! You have to take responsibility for me! I won’t accept this, I could never accept this! You have to answer for what you’ve done!"

’Fucking hell...’

’If I weren’t just playing along, I couldn’t possibly handle this level of humiliation.’

Leona Grant forcefully pried at her fingers. His expression was utterly glacial as he said menacingly, "Let go."

Vivian Yates clung to him tightly, stubbornly refusing. "No, I won’t let go! I need you to answer for this! You have to take responsibility! My virginity means everything to me, and I come from a traditional family! I was raised to be a virtuous woman! If you don’t take responsibility, I can’t go on living!"

’A traditional family raised a piece of trash like you... Unbelievably shameless.’

Hearing this, Leona Grant was rendered utterly speechless with exasperation.

"I’ll say this one last time. Get the hell away from me!"

"No, I won’t let go!"

"Get lost!"

Leona Grant violently shoved Vivian Yates away. Losing her balance, she stumbled and fell to the floor.

She stared at Leona Grant with tears welling in her eyes, her expression a perfect portrait of ’how-could-you-be-so-heartless’. But as she stared, her eyes suddenly widened in shock.

Leona Grant followed her gaze and saw Annabelle Linton standing a few feet away, watching them with a cold, detached expression.

Her eyes were frigid, as cold and bottomless as a frozen-over lake.

But even under that frigid surface, Leona Grant could still see the sheen of tears hidden in their depths.

It was a mixture of hurt, despair, heartbreak, and disappointment.

Even though it was all just an act, a single glance was enough to make his heart clench in pain.

Leona Grant’s mouth fell slightly open. He thought of the virus infecting his body, of this baffling setup, and the explanation on the tip of his tongue died, replaced by a single question: "You... what are you doing here?"

Annabelle Linton’s cold gaze swept over his face, then to his wrinkled shirt. He looked disheveled, but there was still an innate, roguish sex appeal to him.

’He was handsome, still so handsome, but now... he was tainted.’

Annabelle Linton’s gaze shifted to Vivian Yates, who met it with a triumphant, victorious smirk.

She then scrambled to her feet, grabbed Annabelle Linton’s hand, and started crying again. "Cousin, oh, cousin," she sobbed, her eyes blurry with tears. "Since you saw everything, I won’t hide it anymore. It’s just as you think. I... I slept with my brother-in-law last night. This is all my fault. Please don’t blame him, okay?"

Annabelle Linton simply stared at her, her face devoid of expression. Vivian Yates pressed on, "I know I was wrong, I really do. No one wanted things to come to this, and I don’t expect you to forgive me. But, Cousin..."

Vivian Yates trailed off before continuing, "I know you love someone else, and I know you don’t love my brother-in-law. You’re my cousin, you know what my family is like. Since that’s the case... won’t you just step aside and let us be together? If you don’t, I’ll be too ashamed to face anyone. I really won’t be able to go on living!"