Entwined With the Villainous Guardian
Chapter 173: Evander’s Arrival

Chapter 173: Evander’s Arrival

Viviana thanked the chef as he placed the dishes he plated on the table. She offered Viola the dishes cooked by the chef, but Viola refused to even touch them.

But when Leander offered it, she ate them. She looked like she would scream any moment.

Viviana wanted to feel sad for Viola. No mother should be scared of her son but Viola was. But seeing her reaction, she didn’t feel any pity for Viola.

Viola looked more angry than sad. And her eyes were on the door as if she was waiting for someone.

Is Evander going to be here?

Viviana already knew that Viola doesn’t care much for Leander. But she was surprised that Viola didn’t even mention Leander’s birthday which is in just a couple of days.

As someone who grew up without a mother, she had a habit of observing every mother and wondered if she was her mother. She wanted every one of them to be her mother as she’s seen how loving they are with their children.

But Viola... She’d rather be an orphan than have a mother like her.

Having that thought, Viviana slipped into her rabbit hole of thoughts.

She does not know who her real parents are. They could be anyone. She might even be a b*stard child of Leander’s father or even his grandfather.

Then Leander would be her half-brother or her nephew... Eww!

The hair on her skin stood upright as her entire body cringed. She can’t be Daenerys and he can’t be John Snow.

She turned and looked at him serenely eating her cooking. His lips were glistening with the fat from the stew. He has such many lips... And his fingers...his tongue...

The things they could do... the things they did!

She hoped to God that they are not related in any way. That would be something so...She’d die of embarrassment.

Leander looked at Viviana. She was in his own world and he saw the goosebumps on her skin. It was not very cold in the house. So the goosebumps can’t be because of the temperature.

What is this stupid thinking now?

He cleared his throat to grab her attention. She looked at him and he sighed. She was surely thinking of something so stupid. What is she scared of?

"I heard there’s a birthday feast in my brother’s house!"

Both Viviana and Leander looked at Evander standing by the door. Steve moved aside to give way to Evander. Viola’s face bloomed with a smile.

"Mom! You’re eating without me!" Evander walked in casually and with a wide smile.

Viviana grabbed the knife and fork hard unconsciously. She found his voice grating. Leander placed his big hand on her thigh. For some odd reason, her pounding heart slowed down.

When Evander smiled, she didn’t fail to notice the similarity between Leander and him. Their eyes curved the same way when they smiled.

They are indeed brothers!

"That’s not it," Viola placed the napkin on the table and stood up. "Let’s~"

"Join us, Evander," Leander interjected his mother and pointed at the chair near Viola.

Evander looked around. His eyes ended up on Viviana. "You’re not going to ask me to join, sister-in-law?" he asked in a teasing tone.

Viviana fisted her hands and released them to compose herself. She couldn’t believe how casual he is after what he tried to do the other day. Shameless!

Leander rubbed her thigh and she let out a deep breath. She smiled widely just like him. "Of course, please, have a seat! You should taste the stew I cooked," she pointed at the dirty pot still sitting on the center of the table.

"Oh, the famous stew of my sister-in-law..." Evander rubbed his hands together and licked his lips looking at the plate. Viola too took her seat with disappointment painted on her face.

"I was told Buckingham Palace was looking for your recipe," Evander laughed.

Viviana couldn’t believe how jovial and charming Evander was. He was such a stark contrast of Leander. He is truly a businessman. Look at him throwing compliments out of nowhere. She was not falling for it. She knew the true him.

He’s a walking scum.

"Oh, you flatter me so much," she covered her mouth and bowed her head shyly. If he can pretend, she can pretend too.

"It’s not flattery. Look at my brother! He’s become pudgy ever since he married you..." he pointed at Leander.

"He’s not fat," Viviana looked at Leander. She’s been touching him everywhere. She would know if he was pudgy.

Leander sucked in a deep breath. He didn’t think that he has gotten fat. But maybe that was the truth?

"Oh, you’d know, wouldn’t you?" Evander looked at Viviana.

Viviana didn’t see the goofy smile on his face anymore. He was smirking and she saw the psycho inside him.

"Have some," she pointed at his plate.

Leander went silent as he observed her. She was scared as Evander made an appearance and then she turned to the one he saw on the ledge that day.

But when Evander turned his fake charm on, he saw her expression entirely changing. He didn’t believe her when she said she could manipulate. He saw it in her... the potential to manipulate.

The more he observed her and the more he saw her insecurities and characteristics that don’t go well with someone who was raised in a loving family with both parents.

But he had no reason to doubt her either. She hid for two years for the sole purpose of getting back at the ones who took the life of her parents. thinking she succeeded, she was even willing to take her own life.

If she grew up getting abused by her parents, she wouldn’t have gone that far. She would have celebrated or at the least moved on silently.

So, that can’t be the case.

Who are you, little mouse?

"How is it?" Viviana asked after Evander took a sip.

He went totally silent. Just like Leander did when he first tasted her dish.

"The last time I had dinner with my dad... He took me to Abenney and bought me his favorite dish..." Evander pointed at his plate. "This same dish..."