Chapter 727

Vinson's action too sudden.

Then, Arielle felt something warm and soft pressed against her lips.

It was a strange feeling. With only a light touch, she felt as though there was static electricity that caused a small spark passing through her body. In an instant, her heart started pounding rapidly. Thump! Thump! Thump!

She could almost hear her heartbeat.

This is my first kiss... Is this how people feel when they're kissing? It's like stepping on marshmallows, and I feel like being in an electric field. What a magical and wonderful feeling.

However, she immediately remembered that Susanne was still there, so she quickly reached out to push him away subconsciously.

Just a second before she stretched out her hand, Vinson let go of her, turned around to look at Susanne, and said, "Mom, you've seen it. She's the only woman I want. I want to be with her no matter you agree or not."

His declaration rendered Arielle speechless, and she tilted her head to look at him.

Before that, she was not completely sure of his feelings and went all out when she said those words earlier.

At that moment, she did not regret being too impulsive just now.

Sometimes, being impulsive gets me in trouble but not this time.

"You!"

Susanne, who was standing opposite them, was shaking with anger. Pointing her trembling finger at Vinson, she questioned, "Do you like her that much?"

"I don't like her," he piped up softly.

Hearing that, Arielle widened her eyes in surprise.

In the next second, he continued, "I love her. My feeling for her is as solid as a rock."

As soon as Susanne heard that, her mind went blank, and the air seemed to become thinner.

My son is no longer the person who listens to whatever

I say.

All of a sudden, she felt that she had completely lost control of him. Consequently, an unprecedented panic engulfed her instantly. "No! You can't-" Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Mom!" Instantaneously, Vinson rushed forward and

grabbed her, preventing her from knocking her head on the coffee table.

Susanne's eyes were closed tightly, and blood trickled down from the corners of her mouth.

What was even more frightening was that she began to have an episode of convulsion.

"Mrs. Nightshire!" Geoffrey was shocked as well and quickly said to Vinson, "We have to send her to the hospital as soon as possible!"

Nodding, Vinson bent over and was about to carry Susanne up.

"Wait!" At that moment, Arielle stepped forward and stopped him.

Geoffrey had served Susanne for many years and was loyal to her.

Since Susanne had no liking for Arielle, he disliked her as well. When he saw her stopping Vinson, his first thought was that she was hoping Susanne would pass away just like that so that she could become the lady of the house.

"Ms. Moore!" He did not care that Vinson was still there and said angrily, "What are you doing? If something happens to Mrs. Nightshire, you'll be responsible for it!"

Frowning, Arielle explained, "I've some medical

knowledge. Let me take a look at her first."

Nevertheless, Geoffrey did not believe her words.

"You've medical knowledge? What kind of medical knowledge do you know at your age?" With that said, he uttered to Vinson anxiously, "We can't delay any longer. Mrs. Nightshire is in critical condition right now. We've to send her to the hospital immediately!"

Yet, it seemed like Vinson did not hear his words. He turned his head and asked Arielle with a solemn expression, "What should I do?"

"Place her on the ground, and make her lie sideways, so that the blood won't block her respiratory tract and make it harder for her to breathe." "Okay," responded Vinson.

Just as he was about to do as she said, Geoffrey immediately reached out to stop him.

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