Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 403: Seizure

Most of Victor Grant’s cars were stuck on the main road up ahead, but the back road wasn’t blocked. Vincent Vance seized the opportunity to quickly reverse the car out of the encirclement, then hit the gas and swiftly drove back.

"Damn it, stop right there!" Seeing Vincent Vance actually sneaking away with May Morgan, Victor Grant was infuriated and quickly got into his own car, chasing after them.

Victor Grant usually preferred to drive high-chassis SUVs, so his car ran much faster than Vincent’s. Moreover, Vincent had to consider May in the car and didn’t dare to drive too fast. Within a few minutes, Victor was right on his tail.

Victor, also in a frenzy, after catching up to Vincent, slammed the gas pedal and crashed into the rear of Vincent’s car. Vincent’s car wobbled from Victor’s hit. If it weren’t for his superb driving skills, he would’ve been knocked off onto the roadside flower bed and stalled.

Once Victor hit the gas, seeing Vincent’s car swerving left and right on the road, he suddenly panicked. Just a moment ago, he was consumed by hatred towards Vincent, naturally hoping to crash him to death. But now, as he calmed down, he suddenly remembered—May was also in the car.

Indeed, May was almost thrown out by the collision, and if Vincent hadn’t grabbed her, she likely would have been hurled against the windshield.

Afraid that the crazed Victor would really play for keeps, Vincent had no choice but to pull over at the roadside and turn off the engine.

Seeing Vincent shut off the car, Victor quickly parked his car at the side and swiftly got out.

"This is my final warning to you, give May back to me!" Victor pointed at Vincent inside the car and shouted angrily.

Vincent took a deep breath, and after calming down the still-unconscious May, he then got out of the car, gesturing for Victor to see: "Victor Grant, you’ve seen it, May is already unconscious, I must take her to the hospital for treatment!"

"You don’t need to do it, I’ll take my woman to the hospital!" Victor forcefully pulled Vincent away and bent over to carry May out.

Vincent swiftly grabbed his arm, pulling him hard outside, and sternly said, "This time, I won’t give her back to you. Give it up!"

Victor’s face turned angry, glaring at Vincent: "What did you say?"

Vincent stared back angrily, countering each word: "I said, I won’t give May back to you anymore. Since you can’t guarantee her safety, don’t blame me for not handing her over to you!"

"Damn it, how dare you lecture me!"

Victor furiously threw a punch at Vincent’s face, which Vincent dodged nimbly, pinning his arm and forcefully pushing him out of the car: "I’ve told you, if you dare let her get hurt again, no matter the cost, I’ll take her back from you. I’m a man of my word."

Having said that, Vincent decisively closed the car door and drove straight to the nearby hospital.

Victor stood there stunned for a moment before reacting, then quickly got back into his car and headed for the hospital, following Vincent.

Soon, May was taken by Vincent to a nearby hospital for treatment. After examination, the doctor found that she was given a certain dose of anesthetic, which made her body so weak. Her fainting was due to last night’s ordeal, coupled with the violence used against her, causing her to faint. They believed she would wake up soon.

After Vincent helped May complete her hospitalization procedures, Victor Grant’s phone was bombarded with calls. Their wedding time had arrived, but so far, neither Heather Holt nor Julian Grant could see the bride or groom. Many friends and family from the Grant Family were present. If an accident occurred now, their reputation might never recover in this lifetime.

At this moment, Victor’s heart was particularly conflicted. Logically speaking, with May in her condition, she indeed shouldn’t be forcibly taken to the wedding. But if today’s marriage fell through, not only would it be hard to explain to parents and friends, he might lose her forever.

The long-awaited wedding, he couldn’t bear to simply give up.

After hanging up on his mother’s call, Victor pushed open the ward door with a heavy heart, seeing May had already woken up, lying on the bed and softly speaking with Vincent beside her.

The way she looked at Vincent was so gentle, gentle enough to make one envious. Victor had never seen her look at him so gently, yet she treated Vincent this way...

Thinking of this, jealousy surged in Victor’s heart. He turned and retreated from the ward, picked up his phone, and summoned more than ten subordinates to the hospital.

When Victor’s subordinates arrived, it happened that Vincent had gone to get May’s medication, so he wasn’t in the ward.

Not waiting for Vincent to come back, Victor abruptly opened the ward door and walked up to May.

Seeing him coming, May was about to explain, but Victor, without saying a word, bent over and lifted her horizontally from the bed.

"Victor Grant, what are you doing?" May clearly didn’t want to leave with Victor, seeing him trying to carry her away, she struggled.

Victor’s face was terrifyingly grim, remaining silent, his powerful hands tightly controlling the woman in his arms, turning and kicking open the ward door.

With May’s body still affected by the anesthetic, she couldn’t muster any strength against Victor’s domineering ways. Victor didn’t want a direct conflict with Vincent; at this moment, he only wanted to take May to complete the wedding. Once the wedding was officially completed, then May Morgan would be his wife, and no one could take her away.

"Victor, put me down!" Seeing Victor carrying her out of the ward, May was anxious, she hurriedly shouted at him.

Victor looked down at May, a vicious gleam quickly flashing in his eyes, making her pause in fear.

"If you don’t want Vincent dead, then come back with me. You should know how much importance I place on this wedding, don’t force me to do something we’ll all regret."

May glanced at Victor’s subordinates standing at the ward door, her heart paused, she hurriedly whispered to him, "This whole thing has nothing to do with Vincent, it’s me..."

"I don’t care whose fault it is, as long as you come back with me, I’ll act like nothing ever happened, otherwise I’ll have Vincent executed right now!"

Victor’s voice was chillingly indifferent. May had never heard Victor speak to her like this. At this moment, she understood clearly that if she didn’t go along with Victor’s wishes to complete the wedding, he truly could execute Vincent.

She didn’t want anything to happen to Vincent, so she could only choose to compromise.

"I’ll go back with you, just don’t touch Vincent..." May’s eyes reddened, her hand that had been clutching Victor’s arm now weakly fell.

Victor sighed deeply, seeing May nod, he quickly carried her out of the hospital.