Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 203: Sorry for Making a Fool of Myself

To prevent May Morgan from running off, Victor Grant said nothing, quickly opened the staircase to the emergency exit, and swiftly ran down.

He had great stamina, and his speed was astonishing. Just as the elevator doors opened in front of May, Victor appeared before her.

Seeing Victor panting heavily, May couldn’t help but find it both amusing and exasperating. She sighed and said, "Why did you run down here? I can take a cab back myself. You’d better go deal with your mom."

Victor took a deep breath and sincerely apologized to May, "I’m sorry for embarrassing you."

Victor’s mother’s arrival indeed made May feel a little awkward, but regardless, her intentions were good.

Moreover, unlike other wealthy ladies, his mom didn’t put on a sour face before May. On the contrary, she was very friendly and insisted that May become her daughter-in-law.

"It’s fine; your mom means well. I don’t blame her, just feel a bit embarrassed."

May smiled faintly, and as she stepped out of the elevator, she turned to look back at the hospital: "Do you have a bad relationship with your parents?"

From Victor’s mother’s words, it was clear that Victor almost never went home, which was why she always complained. It wasn’t difficult for anyone to think he didn’t have parents, as if he were a wild child with no sense of family.

"No, my parents are very good to me, but it’s because they’re too good that I can’t stand it."

Victor scratched his head, leading May to the underground parking lot and explaining to her slowly, "You heard it too. I’m the only child of the Grant Family, some kind of ’single heir for generations’ thing. Plus, my dad got me, his precious, when he was almost forty, so I’ve never suffered at all since I was a kid."

"And you’re still such an ass?" May looked at Victor in disbelief, really thinking he was an ass. He had parents who loved him, lived like a king, yet treated his parents that way—what was he if not an ass?

"You wouldn’t understand. It’s because they’re too good to me that I can’t handle it. I’m not someone who can enjoy idleness by nature. Have you ever experienced that feeling where, as soon as you step outside, everyone talks about you as ’so-and-so’s son’?"

Victor looked at May seriously and continued, "Everyone has their own troubles and sorrows. I admit I was a jerk before, reckless, but I don’t want this empty life. That’s why I came to Silverwood City to make something of myself with my own strength."

May found it hard to comment on Victor’s words, but she knew his thoughts were somewhat naive.

Considering he didn’t go by the book, if he didn’t have his father backing him, he’d likely have ended up in jail?

But May knew that if she said this, he definitely wouldn’t like it.

"It’s not easy for you either, having that intention is already great." After thinking it over, May decided not to offend him. After all, Victor’s temper wasn’t good, and one never knew when he’d flip.

On the way back, Victor talked a lot about his family, which surprised May. Parents were unexpectedly loving for a jerk like Victor.

Moreover, he kept emphasizing that his father was strict on the outside but very kind and easygoing at home, and his mother, though bizarre, was particularly good and open-minded.

May listened without commenting, just nodding silently. When Victor talked about his parents, he became especially talkative, almost as if he were trying to instill something forcibly.

Actually, May didn’t want to discuss his parents with him because it felt a bit like talking with a boyfriend. Right now, he seemed eager to explain his family situation to her.

After saying a lot, Victor noticed May keeping her head down without a word, realizing he might have said too much. He quickly explained, "I didn’t mean anything by it, I just didn’t want you to misunderstand. My mom, she’s desperate for a grandchild, and that’s why..."

"I can understand her feelings. But, your mom does seem a bit pitiful. If you can’t visit often, why not marry a wife and have a child for her?"

"What a joke! Can you marry a wife just like that? There has to be love first, right?"

May was just joking, but it seemed to touch Victor’s sensitive spot, making him explode suddenly, scaring May into silence.

Victor scratched his head and sighed irritably before apologizing to May again, "Sorry, I have a bad temper and can’t control myself."

"It’s okay." May awkwardly brushed off his apology, not having much to say to him. She faked a yawn, pretending to be sleepy and wanting to rest, "I’ll take a nap first, wake me when we arrive."

"Alright!" Seeing this, Victor quickly adjusted May’s seat and was about to take off his jacket for her when she waved her hand to decline, "I’m just going to nap for a bit, no need."

Victor awkwardly put on the jacket he had half-taken off, driving while frequently glancing at May, perhaps worried she’d get cold if she fell asleep.

May didn’t sleep; she just didn’t want to talk to him anymore. But Victor kept glancing at her from time to time, which she could feel clearly, making her feel even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the journey wasn’t too long; they arrived in just over an hour. As the car returned to Silverwood City, May quickly said to Victor, "Could you drop me a bit away from Zenith Villa and head back?"

"No way, I have to deliver you back intact. What if something happens on the way, who’s responsible?" Victor insisted with a serious expression.

May feared Vincent Vance would see her with Victor and get punished, so she wanted Victor to drop her halfway. But Victor was stubborn, and she couldn’t reason with him.

"I know you’re worried your husband will see us together, but think with your brain. How long have you been out? Are all those bodyguards at home just there for nothing? Honestly, since the moment you left, they might have already called Vincent."

"...Alright!"

Victor’s analysis was correct; she had overlooked it. With so many bodyguards at home, and since she sneaked out, it was hard not to be found out by Vincent.

But now...

"I’ll take you straight back to Zenith Villa. If that bastard Vincent dares to do anything to you, I’ll take you away."

Victor gave May a domineering glance, patting his chest and assuring her.