"I’ll help you resolve this matter. Take your pretty little wife to see Vincent Vance without worry. I’ll make sure he has no defense this ti." Vincent Vance smiled complacently and readily agreed.
After hanging up on Logan Vance, Victor Grant called Vincent Vance to convey May Morgan’s intentions to him.
Vincent Vance also wanted to see May Morgan, to explain everything clearly. Hearing Victor Grant ntion bringing May Morgan over, he was naturally eager for it.
After arranging to et Vincent Vance at Zenith Villa, Victor Grant drove May Morgan to Silverwood City. On the way, he glanced at May, who was silent and seed to be lost in thought. Unable to hold back, he asked her, "May, if Vincent really deceived you, you’ll co back and marry , won’t you?"
May nodded slightly, only uttering a soft "Mm" as her response to him.
Unwilling to give up, Victor asked May again, "After this, can you completely give up on that man?"
Victor Grant’s words made May tense up, unsure of how to respond.
Could she really let him go? Clearly, she couldn’t, because she loved him so much that even if he deceived her, she was still smugly convinced that he was doing it to bring her back, because he cared for her and wanted to be with her.
Perhaps love is just this irrational. When Victor Grant deceived her, she wanted to divorce him at all costs, but now when Vincent deceives her, she can find a hundred reasons to excuse him.
Seeing May’s silence, Victor naturally understood what she was thinking. He clenched his fists, speaking in a low and frightening tone, "May, rember your promise to . I don’t want us to end on a bad note!"
"I know. I didn’t say I’d go back on my word. Can you just drive?" May truly didn’t want to discuss these matters with Victor, because she herself couldn’t sort it out, let alone give Victor a clear answer.
Because of May’s sowhat annoyed words, Victor dared not press her further, so he silently drove the car. Two hours later, they arrived at Zenith Villa.
May looked up at the recently renovated Zenith Villa, feeling a bit disoriented. She had only left this place for just over a month, yet on seeing it again, she already felt a sense of estrangent.
Vincent Vance’s body hadn’t fully recovered yet. When Victor brought May inside, Vincent was sitting in his wheelchair waiting for them.
Seeing Vincent in a wheelchair, May felt a pang in her heart and quickly asked, "Vincent, hasn’t your body recovered yet?"
Vincent glanced down at his still weak legs, apologetically smiling, "Mm, I slept for too long. I can’t recover temporarily. The doctor says it takes ti."
His slow recovery wasn’t due to his long slumber, but the aftereffects of being eroded by the Evil Spirit. Although he had woken up, traces of the Poison still remained in his body, causing his slow recovery.
During this ti, Mr. Landry had been diligently helping him to remove the remaining Poison. Coupled with Vincent’s previously good physical condition, given so ti, his recovery wouldn’t be a major issue.
But now, to win back the woman he loved on Victor and May’s wedding day, he had beco sowhat aggressive. Mr. Landry had advised him that haste makes waste; the more aggressive, the slower the recovery. Just earlier, to avoid having May see him in a wheelchair, he forcibly stood with Jacob Jennings’ support, almost falling on the ground without a steady hand.
Luckily, when May and Victor arrived, they didn’t witness his disgraceful struggle, sparing him from losing face, but it also deepened his inner frustration and collapse.
Would May think even less of him seeing him like this?
Seeing the helpless smile on Vincent’s face, May’s heart stirred, instinctively wanting to rush over but was pulled back by Victor, who said, "Vincent, do you know why we’re here?"
As Victor harshly questioned Vincent, he also shot a severe glare at May. When no one was around, it was fine for May to argue as she wished, but in front of Vincent, he allowed no disrespect towards himself.
Every man has his pride, and Victor was no exception.
Vincent looked down at May held tightly in Victor’s grasp, a trace of heartache flashing in his eyes, "May, is he treating you well?"
May opened her mouth to speak, but Victor interrupted, deliberately reminding Vincent, "Don’t evade the question. You’re the one who mistreated her, not ."
Vincent felt a pang of guilt, lowering his head to explain, "About Brianna White, I’m sorry to May, but I have my reasons."
"Is it just about Brianna White? Tell , the car accident, who was really behind it? You claid in front of the board it was Logan orchestrating your murder, yet last night you secretly had Monica Lambert inform May that I was responsible. Vincent, is this all you’re capable of? Apart from lying and deceiving, can you do anything above board?"
Victor coldly mocking Vincent, intentionally glanced at his legs hanging from the wheelchair, then harshly ridiculed him, "This is all you are now, isn’t it? Struggling even with basic self-care? Even if May returns to you, what can you do? Can you give her happiness? Don’t overestimate yourself!"
Victor’s taunts pierced sharply, making May’s heart tremble. She briskly shook off his hand, shouting angrily, "Victor, if you have sothing to say, just say it. Why mock others? Vincent beca like this because of , didn’t he?"
"Because of you? Or was it for the Vance Clan, for his personal vendetta? Logan tried to harm him, rely wanting to reclaim the Vance Clan; it has nothing to do with you! May, don’t think that what this man says is all true. If he can deceive you once, he can do it a second, a third ti!"
"Enough!" May couldn’t bear to listen anymore; Victor’s words were too harsh, and she felt angry on behalf of Vincent.
If she had known that he ca just to deride Vincent, she would have rather not co at all.
Jacob Jennings cast a sharp glare at Victor, sternly warning him, "Victor, watch your words!"
Just as Jacob was about to escort Victor out, Vincent waved his hand calmly to stop him. As everyone looked at him in surprise, Vincent tightly grasped the wheelchair’s armrests, his face tense, and suddenly stood up from the wheelchair.
"Vincent, you..." Seeing Vincent rise from the wheelchair, May’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him.
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