He Chased His First Love Through the Snow-and Lost Me Chapter 05

He Chased His First Love Through the Snow-and Lost Me Chapter 05

The absolute lack of affection in my eyes finally 

made Garett flinch. A heavy frown settled between 

his brows. 

“Vivian, as long as you behave and show some respect, I can grant you whatever you want,” he said, his tone shifting into an arrogant negotiation. “A trip for your son, or even the official title of my legal wife.” 

Years ago, I would have crawled through glass for that marriage certificate. But while we lived under this roof, he routinely paraded Natasha through high–society galas, letting the world believe she was the true mistress of the house. Now that my heart was dead, he was using it as a bargaining 

chip. 

Ignoring the throbbing pain on my sliced cheek, I looked him dead in the eye. “I don’t want it anymore, Garett. We are completely through.” 

Perhaps because I had spent a decade 

worshipping him, he flatly refused to believe I could ever truly walk away. He let out a 

condescending chuckle. “What? Not going to drop to your knees and beg me to play daddy for your 

kid anymore?” 

Before I could unleash my fury, Natasha chimed 

1. in. “Vivian, stop playing games with Garett. If Andy was truly on his deathbed, how could you possibly be lounging around here by yourself?” 

“Shut up!” I snapped, my voice echoing like 

thunder. “Neither of you has the right to utter my 

son’s name.” 

Natasha immediately shrank back with a 

wounded expression, looking at Garett for 

protection. My hostility toward her finally snapped Garett’s remaining restraint. 

With a cold sneer, he pulled out his smartphone and he buzzed his executive assistant over the 

intercom so I wouldn’t miss a single word. 

“Assistant, find out which hospital Vivian hid her 

son in. Issue an executive order: cut off all his 

medical funding and terminate his treatment 

immediately.” 

He held the phone with absolute confidence, 

certain this leverage would bring me to my knees. 

I simply let out a tragic, hollow smile. 

There was a long, suffocating silence on the other 

end of the line before the assistant finally spoke, 

his voice trembling. “Mr… Mr. Vance… I’m sorry, 

Andy was gone. He died the day after you 

disappeared.” 

Garett’s smile froze. “What did you say?”