She Had Seven Days with Him, and I Had Seven Days Left Chapter 07

Vivian said through tears, “Daniel, you must’ve hated me. How could I hurt you like this? How

could I…”

Seeing her on the verge of collapsing, I longed to tell her that I didn’t hate her.

I had hated her, but that was in the past.

I hated her for repeatedly going out with other guys and staying out all night, for neglecting me time and again to chase excitement elsewhere, and for breaking her promises over and over again.

But I’d already moved on from the pain.

So regardless of what she chose to do, I respected her decisions and accepted them calmly, without

joy or sorrow.

Just then, Vivian’s phone rang.

She snatched it up immediately, shouting before even looking at the screen, “Did you find it? Did you find the box?”

“Find what, Vivian? It’s your dad. You better take a lesson from what happened last time and stop hurting Daniel. Do you hear me? Where’s Daniel? Put him on the phone. Your mother’s chronic knee pain is flaring up again. Tell him to come over and give her a knee massage.’

“Only Daniel knows how to soothe my legs. By the way, he always picks up right away. Why didn’t he answer this time? Where did he go?”

Russell and Lydia took turns speaking. Vivian couldn’t hold it in any longer and broke down into

uncontrollable sobs.

Russell was confused by her reaction, and his tone grew suspicious. “Vivian, what are you crying for? Did Daniel find out about what happened last time? Did you two get into a fight? It’s your fault anyway. Even if Daniel gave you an earful, you just have to take it-”

As Vivian’s weeping grew louder, Russell sensed that something was terribly wrong. “Stop crying! What on earth happened?”

“Dad… Mom… Daniel… is dead!”

Between ragged sobs, Vivian confessed everything that had happened over the past few days. Even after the line went completely silent and disconnected, she remained dazed.

She stared at my lifeless body, her tears flowing endlessly.

“Daniel, when you sent me those care notes for my parents, were you already preparing to leave

me?

“Daniel, I would rather you had truly left my side than have died. Daniel…”

Vivian cried until her voice was completely hoarse.

A gentle knock sounded at the bedroom door, then a bodyguard said in a low voice, “Ms. Harwell

Nathan is here.”

Right after that, Nathan pushed his way into the room. “Vivian, I’m here! I’m so sorry. Did I make

you mad earlier? You-”

As he was talking, his eyes landed on my body. His face drained of all color, and a sharp scream tore from his throat. “Ah! Vivian! I-is that Daniel? H-he’s really dead?”

My corpse lay there, pale and discolored, and covered in horrific, jagged wounds.

Vivian turned to him, her gaze ice-cold. “Didn’t you say he was acting? Nathan, didn’t you insist he

was making it all up?”

Her voice grew sharper and harsher with every word.

Nathan’s expression flickered with panic. Within seconds, he burst into tears and dropped straight

to his knees in front of my body.

“Daniel, how could this happen… Vivian, I really didn’t know… Daniel, do you hate me? I’m sorry! If

I had known, I would have given Vivian back to you! I’m so sorry…”

Tears streamed down his face, but I could tell it was all a show.

As Nathan cried, he kept sneaking glances at Vivian to gauge her reaction while saying, “Vivian, if you’re angry, take it out on me. Just don’t ruin your own health over this.

“The dead can’t come back to life. We have to look forward. Maybe fate brought me here to tak

Daniel’s place and look after you.”

I honestly thought Vivian might give in to his sweet talk.

After all, out of all the young men she had flirted with, Nathan was the very first one she had taken

home to meet her parents,

But the next second, Vivian lunged forward and slapped him hard across the face.

“Shut up! Who do you think you are? You think you can ever replace Daniel?”

Nathan was so stunned that he forgot to keep up the act for a moment.

“D-did you just slap me?”