Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 93: This Is Not Human Strength

Mason Morgan looked in shock at the furious Vincent Vance who seemed ready to kill, and stammeringly replied, "M-Master, I’m not very sure, I really am not sure!"

"Quit your bullshitting and just tell me if there’s a way to resolve the Dragon Insect curse that May Morgan has. If you tell me there’s none or dare to lie to me, I’ll have your whole family accompany her to the grave." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Mason Morgan had never seen Vincent Vance so enraged, and his face turned pale with fear as he pleaded, "Master, please have mercy, although May Morgan is cursed with the Dragon Insect, isn’t she still living well now? As long as you ensure she doesn’t have children, then it should be..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Vincent Vance suddenly punched him in the face, knocking him to the ground, blood spewing from the corner of his mouth.

"If you dare blabber more, do you believe I’ll kill you?" Vincent Vance pointed at Mason Morgan, who was beaten down, and questioned him sternly.

Facing Vincent Vance’s questioning, Mason Morgan could only shake his head helplessly and sighed, "There’s nothing I can do. If May Morgan is already cursed with the Dragon Insect, the only solution is to prevent her from having a child. Master, May Morgan is also my child, though I don’t like her, I never hoped for her to die. If there was a way to save her, would I not tell you?"

Vincent Vance crouched down, his sharp gaze fixed on Mason Morgan’s face. The two locked eyes for a good minute until he confirmed that Mason Morgan indeed wasn’t lying to deceive him, then he finally stood up.

"Mason Morgan, this mess was caused by your daughter Melanie Morgan. Rest assured, I, Vincent Vance, am someone who repays grievances. Just watch, I’ll make her understand the consequences of offending me!"

Vincent Vance shot a cold glare at Mason Morgan before turning away to leave.

When he drove back to the hospital, May Morgan had already finished her IV drip and was sleeping on the hospital bed.

Looking at this poor little soul on the bed, Vincent Vance suddenly felt an intense pang of heartache, and gently held her hand, kissing it at his lips.

Beside him, Jacob Jennings anxiously inquired, "Master, did you find a solution?"

Vincent Vance turned his head to look at him but said nothing. He first placed May Morgan’s hand back on the bed and covered it, then got up to talk with Jacob Jennings outside.

"No, Mason Morgan that bastard said he doesn’t know, I beat him up, and he still didn’t say, maybe... he really doesn’t know how to break the curse."

After Vincent Vance finished speaking, he let out a long sigh and then looked somewhat dejected with his head down, clearly feeling helpless about May Morgan’s situation.

Jacob Jennings looked at Vincent Vance with complex emotions, and after a long while, he softly asked, "Then what to do? Madam is already four weeks pregnant, if we follow Mason Morgan’s words, what if Madam gives birth in the future, won’t that mean..."

"Don’t say it!" Vincent Vance painfully closed his eyes, feeling agitated, and stopped Jacob Jennings from going on.

He naturally understood what the outcome would be. He loved May Morgan, loved her enough to give his life to that woman, so no matter what, he wouldn’t let May Morgan die.

Jacob Jennings took another look at Vincent Vance and saw his face full of agony, knowing he truly had deep feelings for May Morgan. Having been by Vincent Vance’s side for years, he had never seen him in such pain over a woman.

With a steeled heart, Jacob Jennings suddenly spoke softly to Vincent Vance, "Master, Mason Morgan once said that as long as Madam doesn’t give birth, there’s no life-threatening risk. In my view, it might be better to have Madam abort the child, wouldn’t that protect her?"

Jacob Jennings’ words caused a momentary pause in Vincent Vance’s heart, to abort the child? If he forced May Morgan to abort, what would she think?

"No, I can’t force her to abort the child, May Morgan would hate me." A direct switch of method surely wouldn’t work, May Morgan wasn’t the harsh, ruthless type, and she must be very mindful of the child in her womb. If he forced her to abort, how would she see him? Would she think he’s inhumane? A beast?

Seeing Vincent Vance’s hesitation, Jacob Jennings got a bit anxious and hurriedly tried to persuade him, "But this is the only way. If Madam doesn’t abort, when the child is born, should anything happen to Madam, none of us could bear the responsibility."

"I know..." Vincent Vance frowned, waved his hand, and irritably signaled Jacob Jennings to stop talking.

Just then, Jacob Jennings’ phone suddenly rang, and he moved aside to take the call. When he returned, a somewhat controlled expression appeared on his face.

"Master, something happened!" he said anxiously looking at Vincent Vance.

The day’s troubles were already many, and Vincent Vance irritably questioned him, "What happened again?"

"The person I sent to watch Melanie Morgan has been found, but... it was a corpse."

Vincent Vance was startled, suddenly raising his head to look at Jacob Jennings and asked, "He was killed? Didn’t you say this person was a former special forces soldier and would be fine?"

Jacob Jennings sighed slightly and, with some confusion, furrowed his brows and replied, "Yes, this person had an international special forces background, and by logic, dealing with a mere Melanie Morgan shouldn’t lead to this. However, Director Lawson just told me that when they found the body on the mountain, it was in an especially horrid state. How to say, after forensic examination, he seemed to have been killed last night, but the body had been gnawed away by something unknown, leaving only the bones. Moreover, it seems he underwent particularly cruel torture before dying slowly, and all this, it doesn’t look like it was caused by humans."

"What do you mean? Are you saying he was killed by some other creature?" Jacob Jennings wouldn’t say these things without reason, so this raised Vincent Vance’s guard considerably.

Ever since witnessing the sudden appearance of that tattoo on May Morgan, Vincent Vance had gradually started accepting these tales of strange forces despite being a former atheist.

Actually, he knew that many unimaginable things existed in this world. Not seeing them doesn’t prove they don’t exist.

"Director Lawson said he’d send over photos of the person postmortem in a bit. I’ll show you when you see them, you should understand."

Just as Jacob Jennings finished speaking, his phone suddenly rang. He picked it up to see a message from Director Lawson with pictures.

He quickly glanced at them, turned pale, and hastily shut his phone.

"Master, the pictures are too gruesome, please don’t look." Jacob Jennings explained to Vincent Vance with a concerned expression.

Vincent Vance wasn’t born with a silver spoon; he had seen many things. He coldly glanced at Jacob Jennings and then extended his hand to signal him to pass the phone over.