Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 328: Forcing with Death

"But he became like this because of me. If I hadn’t called him back then to tell him that I was going to France with you to get married, he wouldn’t have gone to the airport to find me, nor would he have encountered danger on the way. I owe him all of this."

At this point, May Morgan suddenly couldn’t hold back her tears again, streaming down as large drops, piercing Victor Grant’s heart like a knife.

"So what? It’s his fault for making too many enemies; you can’t blame yourself, or me. May, I know you can’t forget him, but think carefully—are you being fair to me? When he hurt you back then, who was the one who held you as you left Zenith Villa? Who was by your side when you were sad and hurt? Who protected you? You can’t treat me like this. I’m not your beck-and-call slave. I have my limits, my dignity."

Victor Grant’s eyes were bloodshot as he roared angrily, suddenly sitting up from the bed, coldly looking at May Morgan: "Give up on this idea. I won’t let you go back."

"Victor Grant!"

"In a moment, I’ll have the servants bring your meal upstairs. You don’t like going downstairs, so you can eat upstairs from now on."

Without waiting for May to argue, Victor decisively opened the door and left, avoiding her entanglement.

A short while later, the servant brought the meal upstairs. This servant could speak some Chinese and had an Asian appearance, but May remembered that when she arrived yesterday, there wasn’t such a face here. It must have been Victor who found someone to make her feel more at ease.

"Ma’am, you should eat something? I heard you haven’t eaten for a whole day and night?" the servant kindly advised May after placing the meal on the table.

May felt too upset to eat. She glanced at the exquisite meal on the table, but felt too lazy to move.

She didn’t say a word, turned around, hugged the quilt, and lay down to rest. The servant watched her for a moment, seeing she had no intention of eating, sighed softly, and then took the meal back downstairs.

Victor Grant waited downstairs for a while, and when he saw the servant bringing the untouched meal back, his gaze darkened.

"She didn’t eat?"

"Yes, I advised the young madam, but she didn’t want to eat and didn’t talk to me, just lay on the bed," the servant answered honestly.

Victor clenched his fist and said fiercely: "Missing a meal won’t kill her. At dinnertime, bring her meal upstairs again. If she doesn’t eat, just leave it there and don’t bring it back down."

"Alright." The servant responded and withdrew.

When it was lunchtime, Victor specifically instructed the chef to make a few dishes that May usually loved, then had the servant bring them upstairs. This time, after waiting a while, she still showed no sign of eating as the servant, following Victor’s instruction, left the meal there and went back down.

About an hour later, the servant went up to check and saw the meal still untouched. Feeling uneasy, the servant hurriedly went to inform Victor.

Victor’s face was now almost at the peak of anger: "Leave her be. When she’s hungry, she’ll come down and eat."

Victor wasn’t interacting with May for the first time. He knew her temperament—stubborn, but as a seasoned foodie, she wouldn’t easily starve herself out of spite, so he figured she wouldn’t last through three meals. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Yet by evening when the servant brought new dishes upstairs, May still hadn’t touched any food or even drank a sip of water.

"Young Master, this isn’t good. I heard the young madam hasn’t eaten for two days and nights. If it continues, there might be problems," the servant, understanding some medical principles, was worried for May, "Besides, in her current situation, if you don’t try to enlighten her, she could very well starve herself to death."

Upon hearing this, Victor was instantly furious: "I don’t believe she could really starve herself to death!"

Just then, the servant who had gone in to give May water suddenly screamed. Startled, Victor rushed upstairs quickly.

He pushed open the door and saw May collapsed on the carpet, while the frightened servant only dared to scream, afraid of damaging her frail body by touching her.

Seeing May had fainted, Victor was furious and shouted at the useless people in Chinese: ’What are you all standing around for? Hurry and get a doctor!’

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what Victor was saying, except for the servant who understood Chinese and translated. Only then did they quickly rush out to find a doctor.

Victor immediately picked up May from the floor, placing her gently onto the bed. Her body was unbelievably light, as light as a feather; he didn’t know where to place his hands, afraid of using too much force and breaking her waist.

The servant brought towels and hot water, which Victor snatched and used to wipe May’s sweat himself. She had fainted from hunger and exhaustion. Although unconscious, she was drenched in sweat, muttering continuously.

When Victor wiped away her sweat and listened closely, he clearly heard the name Vincent Vance escape her lips.

At that moment, Victor looked at May’s face, and his heart turned cold and hard as iron.

The doctor soon arrived and administered a nutrient solution to relieve May’s physical discomfort, adding some sedatives to calm her. Shortly, May was much quieter and no longer rambling.

When she woke up around midnight, Victor was sitting on the sofa beside her, resting with his eyes closed.

May looked up at the sky outside, and seeing the bright moon hanging, calculated it was around midnight.

She glanced at the infusion bottle, then without a word, pulled the needle out of her hand.

Hearing a movement beside the bed, Victor opened his eyes and saw May pulling out the needle, making him stand up in anger.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? Keep this up and you’ll die!" Victor, heartbroken, grabbed May’s wrist, forcing her not to move.

May suddenly looked up at him, tears uncontrollably streaming down: "What’s the difference between this and dying? You might as well stab me with a knife and be done with it!"

"Enough, I never wanted to take your life. I never thought of torturing you. It’s you, you who’ve been ungrateful. Have you forgotten how you begged me to take you away when you had nowhere else to go!"

Victor was also furious and felt wronged. Why did she give him hope only to let him down? What had she taken him for?