Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 426: She Deserved It

Vincent guessed that May would say this, but only May could help Maxwell, and if she also chose to stand by, then Maxwell would really be dead. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Or, he could now take everyone to a deadly fight with Victor, but the cost of doing so would be too tragic, and he really didn’t want to do this unless absolutely necessary.

"I know you hate Maxwell for drugging and killing your child, but I begged her to do it, so you shouldn’t blame her."

Vincent sighed slightly and suddenly crouched down in front of May, his face full of guilt: "May, it’s my poor judgment that caused the misunderstanding between you and Maxwell to go this far, but please, for my sake, don’t make it difficult for Maxwell, okay?"

May felt something was wrong with Vincent’s words. Was she making it difficult for Maxwell? Obviously, it was Maxwell who wasn’t satisfied and wanted to harm others, which is why she ended up like this, right?

"Vincent, you should go back. I can’t manage Maxwell’s affairs, nor do I want to." May sighed helplessly and deliberately turned her face to the side.

Vincent was unwilling to leave. If he left, Maxwell would really be finished.

"What do I have to do for you to help me rescue Maxwell?" Out of helplessness, Vincent had to ask May for conditions.

What was she supposed to do? What could she want him to do? Right now, she was almost unrelated to him, so what could she extravagantly ask for?

"I don’t want you to do anything. I’m now Victor’s wife, and I don’t have the ability to help you. Besides, don’t you know why Adam suddenly chopped Victor’s father? Wasn’t it because Maxwell secretly drugged him? Why did she drug him? I am afraid only she knows."

"I know Maxwell did many things to wrong you, and I’ll help her repay you for all of them. But after all, she carries Adam’s child. If it weren’t for the child’s sake, do you think I’d want to care?"

Vincent shook his head in distress and sighed helplessly: "Maxwell grew up without parents, spoiled and willful. She was framed and made mistakes because she loved Adam too much. Her health is poor, and even a casual action might risk the life of the child in her womb."

Vincent felt somewhat ashamed as he glanced at May’s flat belly, a glimmer of pain flashed in his eyes: "Every time I see Maxwell’s child, I think of the child we had to abort. May, you’ve been pregnant too, you should know the pain of being pregnant, not to mention, Maxwell’s suffering exceeds other women’s pain by three times."

"Stop it. My body is very weak right now, I really can’t help you with anything."

May didn’t want to hear Vincent talk about these things, because she truly hated Maxwell, and even hearing Vincent plead for her ignorance and coldness once again, she suddenly felt that despite Victor’s cruelty, his moral views were more explicit than Vincent’s.

Seeing that he couldn’t persuade May, realizing it was hopeless here and not wanting to waste time, Vincent had no choice but to clench his fists and stand up from the ground.

"Since you insist on standing by coldly, there’s nothing left to do. Maxwell is my only sister, and no matter what, I have to save her life."

As Vincent turned to leave, he gave May a reluctant glance: "May, I’ve already sent Jacob to Crestwood to find someone who can remove the poison for you. If anything happens to me, remember to call Jacob in three days."

May was stunned for a moment when she heard this, she didn’t expect Vincent was still concerned about her health, didn’t expect that at this point, he was still thinking about how to relieve her of the Dragon Insect’s power, how to save her from danger.

At that moment, May suddenly felt her eyes moistening, she wanted to call out to Vincent, but when she was about to speak, he had already decisively turned away, giving her no chance to regret.

How could she not understand that Maxwell was Vincent’s real sister, his only relative in this world, the sister he watched grow up. No matter how misguided, as her brother, he had to lend a hand, he couldn’t just watch her go to her death, so he lowered his stance to beg her, hoping she could help him without holding a grudge, but she decisively rejected him.

Now, with Maxwell in Victor’s hands, she was either going to die or be injured, and to save Maxwell, he had to give it his all. Jacob was already sent to Crestwood to find a way to remove the poison, leaving him without capable assistants in this head-to-head with Victor where dangers abound.

Even if he narrowly wins, both he and Victor will probably be left with nothing but a Pyrrhic victory, with no good outcome for either.

Thinking of such a result, May couldn’t help but shiver.

How could she have forgotten? Maxwell was just an ordinary woman. If the drug she gave Adam was indeed poison, where did she get it?

She recalled that when she was kidnapped by Logan, Logan personally admitted Maxwell asked him to help, wanting to kill her, which is why he kidnapped May. This meant Maxwell already colluded with Logan a long time ago, but they just didn’t know before.

If so, then the drug in Maxwell’s hand must have come from Logan, and Logan’s purpose in manipulating her this way might be to watch Vincent and Victor fight each other, so he could reap the benefits as a third party?

No, she couldn’t let Logan’s plot succeed.

Understanding this, May quickly supported herself up from the bed, intending to discharge herself and find Victor.

Though she didn’t want to let that vile woman Maxwell off, the matter was too significant. She couldn’t just watch Vincent or Victor get hurt, nor could she let Logan, that bastard, profit.

When the maid Mae saw May suddenly wanting to get out of bed and leave, she was so frightened that she quickly came to help her lie back down: "Mistress, you can’t just get out of bed like this, the doctor said you need more rest, and the master also instructed, you shouldn’t just move about."

May looked up at Mae, just about to speak when her vision went black for a moment, nearly fainting.

Mae, seeing her swaying as if she would fall, was so scared that she quickly helped her lie back on the bed: "Mistress, you should just lie down properly, if anything happens later, we wouldn’t be able to explain to the master."

The person likely to have something happen is Victor, not her, she thought.

May was anxious, but her body lacked strength, she now seemed to understand why Logan drugged her this way, it was to prevent her from ruining his plan once she became aware of his plot.

No way, the more it was like this, the more she had to find a way to meet Victor.

"Call Victor and tell him I’m dying!" May grabbed Mae’s hand, forcing her to comply.

Mae looked at May in a daze for a moment, not daring to actually call. Although May looked weak, she didn’t seem like someone at death’s door, did she? If she made the call, wouldn’t Victor kill her?