Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 210: My Woman Is Naturally More Beautiful Than the Bride

Knowing well that Adam Owens is merely accommodating her, this marriage, and even the child in her womb, and also knowing that the best approach in front of Adam is not to mention May Morgan, but every time there’s a disagreement between the two or Adam shows indifference, Maxwell Vance always ends up angrily demanding an explanation from Adam, almost always bringing up May to make Adam compare between the two of them.

They might as well talk like this in private, but the most inconsiderate part of Maxwell Vance is that every time she discusses May Morgan with Adam Owens, it’s right in front of Vincent Vance, which makes it all quite awkward, doesn’t it?

If it weren’t for the fact that Maxwell is his own sister, Vincent would really want to wash his hands of it and let Maxwell fend for herself.

But after all, he did watch Maxwell grow up, and in this world, besides May, only Maxwell leaves him truly worried, so often, despite how excessive Maxwell might act, he has to stick up for her.

"Brother, Adam just hit me, you have to stand up for me." Once the call connected, Maxwell tearfully complained to Vincent.

Vincent sighed lightly and asked Maxwell back, "What did you do to provoke him again? I’ve told you many times, keep your mouth in check, and Adam will stay with you, but you wouldn’t listen. Who’s to blame?"

The Owens Family is not a small household, Vincent can’t possibly go charging over every time the two fight to hold Adam accountable. Moreover, with the wedding approaching, if he went there and accidentally messed up Maxwell’s marriage, what would he do?

Maxwell felt quite aggrieved and honestly told Vincent, "I didn’t provoke him, okay? I just posted our wedding photo to his Moments; then a bunch of people commented on it. I was upset and spoke about May a bit, and then Adam hit me. Brother, I just know Adam can’t forget May; every time I mention her, he gets worked up with me."

"What do you want to do? Knowing he can’t forget May, why don’t you consider divorcing him?" Vincent rubbed his throbbing temples and deliberately provoked Maxwell.

Hearing Vincent mentioning divorce with Adam, Maxwell immediately lost her temper, "No, I’ve waited so long for him to finally agree, why should I divorce him? What about the child if I divorce? What if he rekindles things with May once I divorce?"

"Enough!" Vincent really couldn’t stand Maxwell always disparaging May. Even though he still had some doubts about May, now that they were married and had a child, he didn’t care what May thought internally, but outwardly, he had to protect her image as his wife.

"Maxwell, I’ve told you many times, May is now married to me, and we already have a child. As for her past with Adam, it’s past. If you keep clinging to it and can’t let go, don’t blame me for being rude."

After saying these threatening words, Vincent petulantly hung up on Maxwell. Unwilling to give up, Maxwell called back, which made Vincent so angry that he simply turned off his phone.

In a swift turn, he just happened to see May standing behind him. Vincent knew May had overheard what he said to Maxwell, so he awkwardly explained to her, "Maxwell just talks too much, don’t hold it against her."

May roughly understood what happened and didn’t blame Maxwell. She no longer disliked her and even maybe felt a bit of pity. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Perhaps it was because she truly had no feelings for Adam anymore that she could be so understanding towards the woman who should have been her rival.

"I don’t despise Maxwell, truly, I even feel a bit sorry for her. I saw the photo incident earlier. Adam hitting Maxwell was indeed wrong."

May sighed slightly and then walked over to Vincent, sincerely telling him, "Adam doesn’t like Maxwell even now. Forcing a marriage on him will only make him less considerate of her. If, as her brother, you refuse to step up at this point, it will surely make her position in the Owens Family even more tenuous. I think Adam hitting a woman is wrong, and as Maxwell’s brother, you have to address this."

Vincent looked at May more astonished than before, thinking it was rather incredible for her to say such a thing.

"If I get involved, it means I would have to beat Adam up." Vincent stared at May’s face deliberately, probing her response.

"It depends on the situation. If Adam really hurt Maxwell badly, I’d even step in to beat him myself." May, despite everything, wasn’t so morally skewed as to defend a scumbag who hits women. Adam used to be kind to her and was refined and gentle, but people change. Whether he loves Maxwell or not, he shouldn’t hit women, let alone a pregnant woman.

A complex light flashed in Vincent’s eyes. He suddenly embraced May’s shoulders and smiled at her, "Then I’m going to the Owens Family now; do you want to come with me?"

May looked up at Vincent, countering his question, "You want me to go? If you want me there, then I’ll go."

"Then come with me. Better than later blaming me for roughing Adam up and having you feel bad for him." Vincent snorted, genuinely having the driver prepare the car and then heading straight to the Owens Family.

With only two days left until Adam and Maxwell’s wedding, the Owens Family was already bustling with preparations. The marital home needed some redecorating, with slight adjustments to the interior layout.

The Owens Family’s garden was large and spacious enough, so the wedding was tentatively set to be held at the Owens Family. At the moment, the wedding company was busy working in the courtyard, and Maxwell’s wedding gown had just arrived, being rushed day and night.

This wedding gown, though not as priceless as May’s when she got married, was still an exquisite piece among wedding dresses. Maxwell liked those complex and exaggerated designs, so her veil was made to be five meters long.

When Vincent and May got out of the car, the people from the bridal boutique were just delivering the gown. Looking at the wedding dress on the model, Vincent suddenly felt a bit apologetic to May, saying, "When we got married, I didn’t get to see you in such a beautiful gown, and there was that huge accident. I really am sorry."

May, however, didn’t mind; whether or not she wore the wedding dress didn’t matter much—what mattered was the person, whether the one beside her treated her well.

"It’s fine. Isn’t that bridal gown locked away in our wardrobe? I’ll wear it once for you when we get back to make up for your regret."

Vincent smiled speechlessly, thinking, is a wedding dress for your husband to see? It’s to show the whole world.

"Who cares what you look like in clothes at night? I still prefer how you look without them." Vincent teased softly into May’s ear, making her cheeks flush instantly.