Gabriel Moore took the opportunity to slip into her bed, only to be kicked by Vivian, "Get out!"
In the darkness, Gabriel looked all forlorn, "Vivian, are you still mad?"
"No!"
When a woman says no, it means yes. Vivian, though a demon, is still a woman.
The most unreliable thing in this world is what comes out of someone's mouth.
Both men and women lie all the time.
Gabriel tightly hugged her, rendering her immobile, and praised, "Tonight, my Vivian was amazing, saving a child!"
Vivian had never heard such praise; it felt like coaxing a child. Although she didn't like it, she clearly wasn't annoyed.
Even her resistance to Gabriel's grip lessened significantly.
"Vivian, you saw tonight, right? A lot of people argue with no reason. That driver was like that, and so is Olivia Salt's death. Even though it wasn't you, without evidence, it's hard to convince anyone."
