Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 455: I’ll Take You Back

After a pause, May Morgan suddenly choked up and said to Vincent Vance in a distressed tone, "Actually, I’m quite selfish. When I was with Victor Grant, I always argued, insisting on coming back to you. I ignored all the good he did for me. But now, he’s almost dying for my sake. If I still choose to stand aside, do you think I can live the rest of my life in peace?"

May Morgan’s words left Vincent Vance speechless. She had her own principles and bottom lines that he shouldn’t interfere with, nor could he.

She was such a stubborn woman, who could not be persuaded by anyone. But speaking of it, if it weren’t for her unusual temperament, how could he cherish this woman so much?

"Alright, I’ll take you back, but you can’t delay. Once Victor Grant wakes up, you must return with me as soon as possible!"

Vincent Vance deliberated and ultimately couldn’t resist May Morgan’s stubbornness, nodding in reluctant agreement.

Jacob Jennings was a bit bewildered to see Vincent Vance suddenly change his mind: "Master, have you thought it through? This trip back and forth will take at least a day and a night. May Morgan’s health..."

Vincent Vance was also worried that May Morgan’s health might not hold up, so he turned to plead with Mr. Drake: "Mr. Drake, I know you’re a recluse with great skills, you saved my wife’s life. You can see for yourself on this trip, my wife is too stubborn, insisting on going back to save someone, but I’m afraid she’ll have problems midway. Could you please come with us back to Silverwood City? Help take care of my wife? Don’t worry, I will pay you double the compensation."

Mr. Drake stroked his beard, glanced at Vincent Vance but shook his head and said, "I’ve never crossed the borders of Crestwood in my life. At my age, it’s really inconvenient to go out. How about this, I’ll give you a few pills to take on the road. If Miss Morgan shows any discomfort, give her one. This thing can suppress the Dragon Insect within Miss Morgan temporarily, but it won’t last long. You should hurry back."

"Alright, thank you very much!"

Vincent Vance took the white porcelain bottle handed by Mr. Drake and expressed his gratitude.

Since May Morgan’s health couldn’t be delayed, once the decision to return was made, Vincent Vance didn’t dare to waste time on the road. Jacob Jennings drove the car, taking them to the airport, while Vincent Vance called the airport, asking them to have the plane ready in an hour.

As they boarded the plane, Vincent Vance thought for a moment and decided to let Jacob Jennings stay behind. Mr. Drake indeed had some skills. From saving May Morgan last night, he was already well aware of it.

Right now, the only one who could take them to Mount Caelus was this Mr. Drake. What if he suddenly disappeared after they left? Who would they turn to then?

It wasn’t that he feared Mr. Drake would break his promise and leave; he was more concerned that Crestwood was under that old woman’s domain, and to this day, Logan Vance was still missing. It was preliminarily estimated that he too had come to Crestwood to hide. They didn’t avoid anyone during this trip, so it wouldn’t be hard for Logan to find out their whereabouts and purpose.

If Logan took the opportunity to kill Mr. Drake to purposely prevent them from going to Mount Caelus, everything would be in vain.

Therefore, protecting Mr. Drake’s safety was indeed necessary.

As Vincent Vance carried May Morgan onto the plane, he suddenly looked back at the endless mountains of Mount Crestwood, letting out a sigh of helplessness.

May Morgan heard his sigh, feeling uncomfortable, she looked up at him: "Are you still blaming me?"

Vincent Vance hesitated for a moment, but held May Morgan even tighter, "I don’t blame you. I know you’re someone who values affection. Victor Grant risked his life to save you. If you don’t go back and cure his sickness, even if you stay with me, you’ll be uneasy for the rest of your life." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"My heart is still here with you, and it will be for a lifetime, but I can’t wrong Victor Grant. I owe him a life. Once I go back and cure him, we will be even. Vincent, I thank you for your generosity."

May Morgan reached out and held Vincent Vance’s face, gently kissing his handsome face, and said emotionally, "Things have come to this point, you, me, Victor Grant, we three can’t even say who’s right or wrong. Victor Grant did nothing wrong. He did what he did and deserved some punishment. But Aunt Jennings treated me so well, and the Grant Family treated me so well. In my most dangerous times, they never abandoned me. I’ve been divorced, had a miscarriage, still not normal, but Aunt Jennings and Uncle Grant have never minded. Their kindness, truly, I will never forget in this lifetime. If Victor Grant never wakes up, the Grant Family will truly be doomed. Vincent, I can’t just watch such a good family be ruined. Do you understand?"

"Stop talking, May Morgan, I know it all. Stop..." May Morgan’s words finally left Vincent Vance speechless. Deep down, he also understood that to force May Morgan to leave, he ended up hurting her so deeply. If Victor Grant hadn’t appeared, perhaps May Morgan wouldn’t have made it this far.

He put the situation to this point, no one else was to be blamed, not even May Morgan.

The plane flew for more than three hours and finally arrived at Silverwood City. On the way, May Morgan’s strength was alright, with no discomfort. Vincent Vance, worried about her strength, almost carried her off the plane the entire time, then carried her into the car to the hospital.

Arriving at the hospital where Victor Grant was staying, May Morgan pushed the door open to see Heather Holt sitting quietly by Victor Grant’s bed, wiping tears.

That previously cheerful and happy Heather Holt, the one who used to talk with laughter and carefreeness, now appeared full of sorrow, her eyes tear-stained, her face filled with uncertainty about the future.

The husband she loved most was still lying in the intensive care unit, and her son had become like a vegetable, unconscious. She herself was still ill, yet had no choice but to sustain, busily managing things, not daring to slack off.

In just a few days, the previously well-maintained Heather Holt, without a wrinkle on her face, now showed exhaustion and tiredness, an unparalleled desolation.

Seeing Heather Holt like that made May Morgan feel a deep pang in her heart. She hurried to her, gently comforting her, "Aunt Jennings, it’ll be alright, everything will be okay."

Heather Holt looked up at May Morgan and, suddenly breaking down, cried while holding her: "May Morgan, you don’t know, the doctor said Victor might have brain damage, he may be like this forever... I have only one son, if he becomes a vegetable, what will I do for the rest of my life? Who can I rely on?"

May Morgan gently patted Heather Holt’s shoulder, comforting her, "Aunt Jennings, don’t worry, I came back this time to help treat Victor."