My Son and I Reborn Together, He said He would Help Me Chapter 15

My Son and I Reborn Together, He said He would Help Me Chapter 15

Vincent left. 

I stood there blankly. 

His body heat still lingered on my forehead. 

He… kissed me?? 

But Vincent wasn’t like this before… 

Why now? 

My mind was in a mess, and an absurd thought slowly crept 

1. up. 

Could it be that Vincent has always liked me? 

It’s like this in this life, was it also like this in the previous life? 

But clearly he was thoroughly disgusted with me. 

And even imprisoned me on Whispering Pines Island. 

Restricting my personal freedom, treating Tyler and me like pets he could come visit anytime. 

Not letting Mom and Dad see me. 

Even less letting Victor see me. 

Making me solely dependent on him, keeping me by his side to 

torment. 

I blankly raised my hand and placed it on my forehead. 

The residual warmth on it had disappeared. 

But for some reason. 

I could still clearly feel the flutter of my heart the moment his 

lips landed. 

After breakfast the next day, I took the initiative to say I wanted to return to school. 

Victor was just about to speak when my Mom glared at him. 

“Lily, then let your Vincent take you back?” 

My heart tightened. 

Subconsciously thinking of the kiss from last night. 

But Vincent was the first to agree: “Yeah, let’s go.” 

I had to keep up with his pace. 

By the time I walked out. 

Vincent had already opened the passenger door for me. 

I sighed and got in. 

While driving, Vincent suddenly spoke: “That kid’s background is unknown, I can’t find any information on him.” 

I instantly bristled with anger. 

“What right do you have to investigate him!” 

This was the first time I had spoken to Vincent in such a fierce 

tone. 

Vincent turned his head to watch me during the red light 

interval. 

His hands gripped the steering wheel deathly tight, veins bulging. 

Yet his eyes and expression were calm and rippleless, making 

one inexplicably nervous. 

I thought he would lose his temper. 

But Vincent just lightly withdrew his gaze and said calmly: 

“I’m just worried about your friends, I don’t want you to get 

hurt.” 

He paused, and added at the end: “If you’re unhappy, I won’t do it again next time.” 

Me: “…Oh.” 

Something’s wrong. 

Something is very wrong. 

Since when did Vincent become so easy to talk to. 

I was silent the whole way. 

It wasn’t until we arrived at the school gates that Vincent broke the silence: “I’ll come pick you up tonight.” 

I didn’t hear clearly. 

My attention was entirely on Tyler outside the window. 

Watching him march over aggressively. 

Looking like he was ready to start a fight with Vincent. 

I hurriedly got out of the car. 

The moment I closed the door, I said to Vincent: “You should 

leave quickly.” 

But Vincent suddenly became not easy to talk to again. 

Not only did he not drive the car away. 

He even rolled down the window. 

I stood in front of Tyler, wanting to block the father and son’s 

line of sight. 

But I overestimated my height. 

Even though the two people clearly didn’t say anything. 

I still felt there were two intense gazes clashing in the air. 

In the end, it was Vincent who drove away first. 

Tyler said angrily: “Provoking me! This old man is definitely provoking me!!”