Chapter 6

Chapter 6:
Vivian gave a sharp laugh, startling the caregiver. “Your facility—is it a licensed medical facility?” she asked.
The caregiver nodded.
“And does it manage my medical record privately?” Fresh chapters posted on.net
The caregiver gave another nod.
“Is that what my medical record says—that I have six months left because of terminal stomach cancer?”
The caregiver hesitated before nodding again.
“Exactly!” Vivian leaned back with a smile. “It’s official, then. No one can question it.”
“But you don’t actually have stomach cancer. What happens later…”
“There are two ways out,” Vivian said, cutting in. Her voice was sharper now, her eyes harder. “One: I make a miraculous recovery during treatment at your facility or somewhere else, maybe because of all the love I’ve received. Two: your facility gets blamed for a diagnostic error and months of wrong treatment.”
She turned her face fully to the caregiver, looking more intimidating. “Which option do you prefer?”
The caregiver looked panicked but forced out the words. “I’m sorry, Miss Simpson. I understand. You’ve already thought everything through.”
Vivian gave a short, cold smile.
“Where should we go next, Miss Simpson?” the caregiver asked in an attempt to lighten the mood.
Vivian glanced at her phone. “Crobert Hospital.”
The caregiver stiffened. “But—”
“Relax. I’m only going in for pain relief with my medical record,” Vivian said, then reached for her phone and sent Brandon a message, telling him to meet her at the hospital later.
Almost instantly, he replied, “Sure.”
𝒍𝒂tｅ𝒔t 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏
Meanwhile, Millie stood in the hospital restroom, a steady ache pulling at her lower stomach. In her hand was a tissue, the smear of blood clear against the white.
It was an early sign of a miscarriage.
As Vivian made her way to Crobert Hospital, the internet was filled with comments about her diagnosis. Her name appeared across countless threads.
“To be honest, I think Vivian’s brave. She’s clear about her feelings as well as boundaries. Quite impressive, actually.”
“Exactly. A lot of people like Brandon. As long as she’s not wrecking his marriage, her feelings are her own business.”
“Her older videos and that livestream from Crest Villa gave me a glimpse into rich people’s lives. It’s sad she won’t be around much longer.”
“Who’s Brandon’s wife, though? She should just let him be with Vivian. The girl has only six months left.”
“I know her. It’s Millie Bennett, a musician. She stopped working after she got married and became a full-time housewife.”
At Crobert Hospital, Millie’s phone kept buzzing. Calls and messages came one after another. Some people acted concerned. Others wanted information. A few tried to mock her. All of it was about Vivian and Brandon.
Millie had read just enough of the headlines to understand what was going on with Vivian’s illness.
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