Vivian pov.
His expression seemed to say, "Are you just trying to get my attention by degrading yourself so I would feel compelled to help you? Well, congratulations, you've achieved your goal."
I laughed, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Dominic Blackwood, what makes you think I, Vivian Carter , am just a worthless piece of mud, so lowly that I can only survive on your charity and pity?"
When I laughed, it was breathtaking. Even when I was mocking someone, I carried an air of pride, like a peony that deserved to be nurtured in a greenhouse.
Without a second thought, Dominic replied, "If you don’t want compensation, I could consider… getting back together with you."
But before he could finish his sentence, I interrupted with a cold scoff. "Dominic, you might want to keep your pity to
