"Uncle, I missed you!" she whined, wrapping her arms around his waist, her voice dripping with sweetness.
The old lady beamed. "This girl is still as attached to her uncle as she was when she was little."
Marcus' face darkened. Annoyed, he pried her hands off him. "You’re not a child anymore. Move."
Vivian’s eyes filled with unshed tears, her lips trembling in a pitiful pout.
"Uncle, you’ve changed," she sniffled. "You used to love me so much! When that fat kid next door bullied me, you beat him up for me. You promised you’d always take care of me! But now… now that you have her, you don’t love me anymore?"
She shot me a resentful glare.
Marcus' expression turned cold in an instant. "Vivian, if you keep this up, I’ll have someone send you back to the mountains!"
"Apologize to your aunt!"
I stood there with my arms crossed, watching their ridiculous performance.
These two, who had already crossed every line of intimacy, were now pretending to be innocent in front of me.
Vivian, seeing Marcus' anger, bit her lip and whispered pitifully, "Aunt, I’m sorry."
I had no patience for their theatrics. Without a word, I turned and walked straight into the yard.
It was almost time.