Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 317: In the End, He Still Didn’t Come

At this point, Vincent Vance felt there was no need to hide anything from May Morgan anymore, so he explained to her truthfully: "It’s true that I had Maxwell Vance give you the drug to abort the baby, but I had no choice. You know you’ve been affected by the Dragon Insect, but what you don’t know is that a woman affected by the Dragon Insect cannot give birth. Because the day the child is born is the day the mother dies. I love you, so I’d rather not have children for the rest of my life than watch you die right in front of me."

When May Morgan heard what Mason Morgan said to Victor Grant, she had once imagined in her heart that it would be such a result. She truly hoped that the way Vincent treated her at the time was for a reason, and she really hoped that Vincent had never been heartless to her.

"Why should I believe you? Even if I really cannot have children, why didn’t you try every possible way to solve the curse for me, why must you force a miscarriage?"

Recalling the pain of the miscarriage, May Morgan still couldn’t completely forgive this man. Perhaps his reasons were ample, and worth forgiving, but wasn’t the child’s life innocent as well? The child was just over two months old, was just forming, hadn’t even stayed in her womb long enough, and just got removed with his one word.

If he really loved her enough, why not find a way to solve this problem? And simply use the crudest way to hurt her?

"I had my difficulties. At that time, many things couldn’t be explained in a few words. Logan Vance, your sister, and that mysterious woman were all threatening your safety. I had no choice but to take a risky move, otherwise, I feared I wouldn’t be able to protect you, do you understand?"

On the phone, Vincent couldn’t explain clearly, but he still hoped that May could understand his difficulties at the time, hoped she would come back, come back to spend a lifetime with him.

After a pause, Vincent suddenly asked May full of hope: ’May, since you called me, you must still care about me, right? Will you come back? Can we start over?’

"Stop joking, I’m about to go abroad with Victor Grant to register for marriage, you have no chance!" In the face of Vincent’s plea for reconciliation, May stubbornly said.

Hearing that May was going to marry Victor Grant, Vincent became anxious and asked repeatedly: ’Where are you getting married? When are you leaving?’

"What does it have to do with you? You can’t stop us, we are leaving now, a flight at three in the afternoon at the Grant’s private airport, Vincent, I said before, that after we divorce, I will never entangle again, hope you remember what you said!"

After harshly throwing down these words, May decisively hung up his call.

Want to rekindle their relationship? Then pay back everything owed to her first, Vincent, this time it’s my turn to make you suffer, just you wait!

Victor Grant drove back at two in the afternoon to pick May up to the airport. Before leaving, he saw May seemed a bit distracted and couldn’t help but ask her: "What’s wrong? Not happy?"

May looked up at him, heavily burdened, and asked: ’Can we not go to France to register? I don’t understand what difference there is between registering there and here in the country.’

Victor Grant stared at her for a while and suddenly laughed strangely: ’Alright then, let’s drive to the civil affairs bureau now and get the certificate here.’

Huh?

May sharply looked up at Victor Grant, feeling he was a bit off-script. Didn’t she not want to register in France? She just didn’t quite want to register with him, right?

"Forget it, if you want to go, then go, I’ll listen to you." May, feeling troubled by Victor, had no choice but to wave her hand and compromise.

Seeing May settle down, Victor Grant smiled faintly, reached out to hold May’s head, and gently kissed her delicate forehead.

"Good girl, listen, and after we marry, I’ll treat you well for a lifetime."

May certainly had reason to believe that Victor Grant would treat her well and truly be good for a lifetime, although this man was once a scumbag, now, his attitude towards her, she could see clearly.

But seeing clearly doesn’t mean it’s in the heart, in her heart, there was still more of that man, wasn’t there?

The car smoothly drove to the Grant’s private airport. Before boarding the plane with Victor Grant, May instinctively looked back, but the deserted airport didn’t have the silhouette of that man.

She had already hinted so clearly, Vincent couldn’t not know she was leaving with Victor Grant at three in the afternoon on a private plane to France.

So, if he didn’t come, it just meant he gave up.

It’s fine if he gave up, it meant she could live peacefully with Victor Grant for a lifetime and wouldn’t need to remember anyone anymore, right?

Victor Grant saw May constantly turning her head to look outside, his eyes inadvertently darkened, he pretended to nonchalantly embrace May and let her lean tightly in his arms.

"What’s wrong? Can’t bear to leave the domestic scenery? We’ll be back soon, if you don’t like the scenery over there in France, we’ll come back after we get the certificates."

May was tightly embraced by Victor Grant, feeling a bit aggrieved, she wasn’t currently very resistant to Victor’s embrace, and knew that after marriage, scenes of mutual dependence like this would be more, even needing to do more intimate things at night.

But at this moment, her heart couldn’t settle at all, constantly thinking about that man’s image, she even didn’t dare to close her eyes because once she closed them, that man’s voice and appearance would instantly appear in front of her.

"Nothing, I’ll listen to you." May closed her eyes in discouragement, no longer struggling.

In no time, the plane took off, soaring into the sky.

Ten hours later, the plane landed on a private runway in France, and the thoroughly exhausted May was brought by Victor Grant to the Grant Family estate for rest.

The Grant Family’s estate in France was absurdly large. Standing inside, it almost felt like you couldn’t see the edges. The house was also a fairy tale-like castle style, being in it gave one the illusion of being a princess.

What surprised May even more was that Victor Grant could speak fluent English, compared to May herself, who hadn’t even passed the fourth level of English, the difference was like heaven and earth. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

May always thought that Victor Grant dropped out of school at twenty, didn’t have a high education, didn’t even have a college diploma, and was so rough before, so she estimated what he held and herself were about on par, yet here he came with a sudden move, leaving May a bit dumbfounded.

"You, your English is so fluent?" May awkwardly looked up at Victor Grant and asked.

Victor Grant looked at her proudly, asking back: "Nonsense, or should I take a translator every day doing import and export trade?"