My Son and I Reborn Together, He said He would Help Me Chapter 11

My Son and I Reborn Together, He said He would Help Me Chapter 11

I rolled my eyes inwardly. 

Nonsense. 

Not to mention he imprisoned me on Whispering Pines Island in my previous life. 

Just based on the bloodline suppression from childhood, I was 

intimidated. 

Oh, that’s not right either. 

We are not related by blood. 

I pulled my lips and forced a smile: “A little bit, Victor is afraid of you too.” 

Vincent watched me, his lips hooking up very slightly. 

“Is that so…” 

“Afraid of me, yet you still like me?” 

Me: ? 

I was terribly shocked inwardly. 

What is… Vincent saying? 

For a moment, I doubted whether I had misheard. 

But Vincent’s voice replayed very clearly in my ear. 

How… did he know? 

As if seeing through my doubts. 

Vincent suddenly got up and walked towards me. 

“Starting from a while ago, you don’t like going home, and 

even when you do, you don’t talk to me much, let alone spend time alone with me. Rather than saying you hate this family, 

it’s more accurate to say you are distancing yourself from 

me.” 

“But I recalled my actions over the past year, and there doesn’t seem to be a single thing that would upset you. So what reason would you have to be cold towards me?” 

Vincent walked closer and closer, and I subconsciously 

stepped back. 

But he suddenly grabbed my wrist and gently pulled me back. 

I was forced to meet Vincent’s deep gaze. 

My breath caught. 

His gaze slowly moved down, landing on my lips. 

And then returned to looking into my eyes. 

He continued: “Originally, I couldn’t figure out the reason either, but tonight I seem to have guessed it.” 

A bad premonition faintly emerged in my heart. 

I really wanted to cover his mouth so he couldn’t keep talking. 

But Vincent firmly shackled my hands, giving me no chance to cover his mouth. 

He chuckled lightly, visibly pleased. 

“At the dinner table, when you found out Victor liked you, your first reaction wasn’t shyness or being at a loss, but astonishment, shock.” 

“You said you’ve never liked Victor, yet you’ve repeatedly mistaken me for Victor and acted intimately.” 

Vincent paused. 

His warm breath sprayed onto my forehead. 

“Lily, who is it that you really want to be close to, me or 

Victor.”