Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 416: Something Fishy

After Victor Grant left, May Morgan hurried to Heather Holt’s side to comfort her, "Aunt Jennings, don’t be sad. The hospital’s technology is so advanced now; Uncle Grant will be fine."

"You don’t understand, he’s so old now, almost seventy, and his health has been bad lately. I’m really scared he won’t make it, do you know?" Heather Holt grabbed May Morgan’s hand and cried continuously, "He’s the best to me in this world, and I’m really afraid that if he dies, who can I rely on in the future? May, tell me, how will I manage in the future?"

May Morgan felt a pang in her nose but didn’t know how to comfort her, so she bent down and hugged Heather’s head, wiping away her tears with her hand, "It’s okay, Aunt Jennings, really, everything will be alright. Victor will find a way."

"You don’t understand. Since the eve of your wedding, my right eyelid has been twitching. I asked a master to predict, he said there would be a bloody disaster during this time. I always thought this disaster would happen to you and Victor, so I was always cautious about it. Who knew, in the end, this disaster would fall upon your Uncle Grant instead..."

"I’ve been married to your Uncle Grant for so many years, he always doted on me, loved me, even Victor can’t speak harshly to me unless he wants to face Uncle Grant’s wrath. Everyone said he spoils me like I’m useless, afraid that without him, I couldn’t survive. But honestly, I know without him, I really might not survive."

"Aunt Jennings, don’t say things like that. Even if Uncle Grant isn’t here, you still have Victor and me. We’ll take good care of you!"

In that instant, May Morgan suddenly thought of what Justin Grant had told her, and the medical report that showed he was already aware of his condition. So even if this incident didn’t kill him, Heather Holt might have to face another loss in half a year.

Perhaps things are meant to be, and what must come cannot be avoided. Back then, she promised Justin Grant she would take care of Heather Holt and stay by Victor Grant’s side. She mustn’t break her word.

May Morgan comforted Heather Holt for a long time. Heather cried until she had no strength left, then fell asleep.

As dawn approached, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open by Victor Grant, and May Morgan saw he had returned and quickly stood up from the chair.

"How is Uncle Grant?" May Morgan asked nervously, rushing up to grab Victor Grant’s arm.

Victor Grant raised his head to look at May Morgan with a somber face, and from his despairing eyes, May saw the shadow of death.

Has Justin Grant died?

At that moment, May Morgan’s mind went blank. She kept recalling the words Justin Grant had spoken to her during the day and the worried look he had when asking her to look after Heather Holt.

"How is Uncle Grant? Tell me!" May Morgan shivered and urgently grabbed Victor Grant’s arm, questioning him loudly.

Victor Grant took a deep breath, collected himself, and finally told May Morgan, "He’s alive, but the doctor said the injury was severe. He might never wake up again..."

Victor Grant sighed helplessly and suddenly sat down on the nearby sofa, his voice terrifyingly low, "The medical conditions here are limited. I’ll contact hospitals abroad and arrange for my father to go abroad for treatment."

Hearing Victor Grant say Justin Grant didn’t die, May Morgan finally felt a little relieved, "Don’t be sad, Uncle Grant still has a chance to live."

"It’s hard to say..." Victor Grant glanced at May Morgan with a complex look. He seemed to have something more to say but hesitated for a while before finally shaking his head and standing up from the sofa.

"How is my mom? Is she okay?" Victor Grant quickly went to the door of the inner room, opened a slight crack, glanced inside, and saw Heather Holt sleeping peacefully in the hospital bed. Only then did he feel slightly relieved.

"Thank you for taking care of my mom, you must be exhausted!" Victor Grant suddenly looked at May Morgan with a face full of gratitude.

May Morgan responded somewhat guiltily, saying to him, ’It’s my duty. I’m sorry, Victor...’

Victor Grant gave a bitter smile, touched her face, and asked her, ’Why are you saying sorry out of nowhere?’

May Morgan felt that she might truly be a jinx, the kind who harms anyone good to her. So, she felt sorry to Victor Grant and the entire Grant Family.

"When I was little, my dad said I was a jinx. People in the village didn’t like me either, saying whoever was with me would be unlucky. I never believed it before, but now I think maybe I really am a jinx, otherwise Uncle Grant wouldn’t have..."

"Alright, this has nothing to do with you. Don’t blame yourself." Victor Grant didn’t hold any resentment towards May Morgan and instead comforted her.

Crimes have their perpetrators, the one who stabbed his father was that scoundrel; what’s it got to do with May Morgan?

Seeing Victor Grant’s expression darken, May Morgan suddenly thought of the person who stabbed Justin Grant and couldn’t help asking again, "Did they catch the man who stabbed Uncle Grant?"

Victor Grant looked down at May Morgan, rubbed her hair, and gently comforted her, "Don’t worry about this; the hospital will give me an explanation."

May Morgan looked up at Victor Grant’s face, feeling his attitude towards the incident was a bit strange. Given Victor Grant’s explosive temper, if someone openly provoked him and stabbed his father, shouldn’t he be furious and seek vengeance on the culprit?

But why is he so calm now?

"Victor, want me to go with you to the hospital’s security department to check things out? If it doesn’t work, we can report it to the police?" May Morgan, feeling uneasy, suggested to Victor Grant.

Victor Grant scoffed and said through gritted teeth, "Report to the police? That’d be too easy for him!"

"Then... you wouldn’t be thinking of taking justice into your own hands? That’s not right. If someone ends up dead, you’ll be held responsible."

"Don’t worry about this. I know what I’m doing!" Victor Grant sighed secretly, glanced again at Heather Holt in the ward, and apologized to her, "I have to deal with my father, so I can’t take care of my mom right now. For the next few days, I’ll have to rely on you."

May Morgan heard this and quickly nodded in agreement, "Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of Aunt Jennings. Just let me know if you need anything!"

"Alright, I know!" Victor Grant instructed May Morgan a bit more before leaving the hospital in a hurry to attend to his affairs.

Heather Holt woke up in the morning, and the first thing she did after waking was to ask to see Justin Grant. May Morgan had just asked the home maid to make congee and bring it over. Seeing Heather Holt try to get up, May quickly supported her back into bed and comforted her, "Aunt Jennings, don’t worry, Uncle Grant is okay. Victor was here just now and said he’s out of danger."