Where Destiny Forgot Us 28

Where Destiny Forgot Us 28 Summary

In this intense chapter, Vivian confronts Diana with fierce anger and resentment after rejecting a large sum of money meant to buy her silence. The confrontation quickly escalates as both women exchange bitter insults, revealing deep-seated hatred and past betrayals. Vivian accuses Diana of murder, while Diana mocks her and relies on Charles’s protection. Suddenly, Charles appears and violently incapacitates Vivian, asserting his dominance and loyalty to Diana.

 

The narrative then shifts to reveal the complicated history between Charles, Diana, and Vivian. Charles once deeply loved Diana despite her flaws and the tragic death she caused. After Diana left him and took their son abroad, Charles’s life spiraled into despair and addiction. Vivian and her mother were hired to care for him during his lowest point, and Vivian grew close to Charles, nurturing him back to health over three years. When Charles recovered, he proposed to Vivian, but their marriage was born out of spite and unresolved feelings for Diana.

 

Despite Charles’s tender treatment of Vivian after their marriage, it becomes clear that his heart remained with Diana. Vivian’s memories of their painful past flood her mind as she wakes up in a hospital, surrounded by police and Charles. Diana, calm and unbothered, sits nearby, while Vivian struggles to understand why Diana hasn’t been arrested for her father’s murder. The police explain that there is insufficient evidence to press charges, leaving Vivian in despair and frustration over the justice she seeks.

Chapter 2

A bitter, low laugh slipped from Diana’s lips, her eyes sharp with disdain. “You wretched little tramp—who told you to reject my check? Was thirty million not enough to buy the life of a worthless maid?” Her words dripped with venom.

Vivian met her gaze, eyes rimmed red and blazing with fury. “Vivian Bennett, filth runs in your veins. Even without the title Mrs. Foster, you remain beneath me. You stole what was never yours to take. This… is your reckoning.”

Diana’s laugh cut through the tense air like a blade. “Diana Schuyler, you murdered someone. You’ll pay with your life,” Vivian spat back, her voice trembling but fierce.

“Ha!” Diana scoffed, the sound sharp and mocking. “That’s a rule for the poor. All I need is Charles.”

“What are you—” Vivian’s words were abruptly cut off by the sound of footsteps approaching rapidly from behind.

Before she could react, a sudden, searing pain exploded at the back of her neck.

Charles Foster’s voice dropped coldly, like ice sliding over stone. “Calling the cops? Vivian… you really don’t know your place.”

Her body went limp, crumpling to the floor as Charles pulled his hand back. Through the haze of fading consciousness, she caught sight of him moving toward Diana.

Her heart shattered into a thousand pieces. She closed her eyes, despair swallowing any flicker of hope.

Charles had truly loved Diana Schuyler.

Back then, just one whispered “it hurts” from Diana was enough to make him hold back completely—until he ended up in the hospital from trying to suppress his feelings.

He loved her so deeply that when Diana got an intern drunk and accidentally killed him, Charles publicly apologized and spent everything he had to cover it up.

Later, Diana divorced him, took their son overseas, and nearly destroyed Charles’s entire world.

He lost everything. He drank himself into oblivion. More than once, he tried to end it all.

That was when Vivian and her mother were hired by one of Charles’s closest friends to care for him around the clock.

They were paid far beyond what anyone else would offer. Vivian stepped into the Foster Estate, heart pounding with apprehension—only to find herself face to face with Charles Foster.

His jaw was sharp, lips pale, and between his deeply furrowed brows lay a gloom that was both broken and unyielding. In the dim light, his eyes locked on hers.

In that moment, Vivian’s heart skipped a beat.

Her mother noticed her flustered expression and gently warned, “Vivian, he’s not from our world. You’ll never replace the widow in his heart.”

But Vivian couldn’t help herself.

All she wanted was to stay by his side… to watch over him.

So when he drank, she prepared hangover soups. When sleep eluded him, she searched the country for every remedy she could find.

She remained silently by his side for three long years—until Charles finally recovered and returned to the business world with renewed vigor.

Vivian believed that was the moment she should leave.

But Charles stopped her.

He spoke only three sentences, yet they altered the course of her life forever.

“I know you like me.”

“Vivian.”

“Let’s get married.”

After their marriage, Charles treated her with unexpected tenderness.

He canceled late-night international meetings just to come home and wash her feet. He stayed awake through every night of her painful periods to watch over her. He walked away from million-dollar deals simply to whisk her away on spontaneous trips whenever she felt down.

Vivian truly believed Charles loved her.

What she didn’t know was that he had never let go of Diana.

Their marriage only happened after he heard Diana had registered with another man overseas. He married Vivian out of spite.

The memories surged through her mind like poisonous waves, crashing relentlessly against the fragile walls of her foggy thoughts.

Vivian awoke in a hospital bed, surrounded by police officers.

Charles sat beside her, his face etched with concern.

And there, calmly applying lipstick, sat Diana Schuyler—the murderer.

Vivian clawed at her dry throat, voice hoarse and ragged. “My father was killed. Why… why is she still here? Why haven’t you arrested her?!”

One of the officers sighed heavily. “Ms. Bennett, we investigated the address from your text. There was no tank, no blood, no body. It doesn’t meet the threshold for a case. We’re sorry.”