CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 47: EUGENE VAUGHN REFUSES DIVORCE, VICTORIA GETS DRUNK

Eugene Vaughn replied coldly, "Contract termination, that’s easy to understand."

Renee looked up and took a deep breath, holding back tears, unable to calm her sad feelings, "Your medical report already proves we’re innocent, why do you still want to terminate the contract with me, is it because of Victoria Sinclair?"

Eugene Vaughn remained silent, his face tense.

"I’m her older sister." Renee guessed understandably, "She wouldn’t want her own sister to lose resources and have her career plummet, would she?"

Eugene Vaughn sneered coldly, "Did you consider she was your sister when you tried to get close to her husband?"

Renee grasped the contract, her grip faintly tightening, suppressing the unwillingness and anger inside, "We knew each other first, so why did you choose to marry her, someone you met through matchmaking in less than three months, instead of me?"

"I have no obligation to give you any explanation." Eugene Vaughn walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window and stood there, overlooking the vast, bustling cityscape, his back exuding a cold aura, a powerful presence enveloping the office, creating an invisible sense of oppression, he said harshly, "Sign the papers and get out before I destroy you completely."

Renee regretted deeply at this moment.

She had always thought Eugene Vaughn’s care and partiality towards her were feelings of love.

When she saw Eugene Vaughn’s wife looking very similar to her, Vivian Miller also told her that Eugene Vaughn didn’t love Victoria Sinclair, making her more certain that Eugene Vaughn loved her.

How stupid!

If she didn’t want to be completely ruined, she had to sign the termination contract.

She didn’t hesitate anymore, picked up the pen, signed the document, slammed it onto the table, coldly left without a word, and stormed out of the office.

——

In the research institute.

Victoria Sinclair was feeding the animals.

Angela Austin walked up to her side and said softly, "Victoria, are you okay?"

Victoria Sinclair’s mood was still low, but much better compared to yesterday.

"I’m fine now." She answered confidently.

Angela Austin raised the bowl in her hand, a bit helpless, "You’re fine, but why did you put the food for the white mice into the monkey’s bowl?"

Victoria Sinclair turned to look back, her shoulders slumped, sighed helplessly, her small face hanging down, "Sorry, Angela, I messed up again."

She had been trying to pick simple tasks to avoid making mistakes that could cause irreversible damage.

These foods contain medicinal ingredients, and mistakes would affect the experimental data.

Angela’s eyes were filled with pity, she put down the bowl, spoke earnestly, "Victoria, why not take a break for two days, you’re human, not a machine made of iron, you can’t work endlessly, especially now that you’re facing such unhappy things, your state is really off."

Victoria Sinclair put down the bag of food in her hand, went to sit down on a chair at the lab table, "I’m really fine."

Angela Austin followed her to the lab table, pulled a chair to sit beside her, "Are you sure?"

"I’ve already told him I want a divorce." Victoria Sinclair’s heart felt sour but she pretended to be calm, she explained casually, "I won’t be upset or troubled by those bad affairs of his again."

Angela Austin was shocked, lowered her head and asked quietly, "Is there evidence this time? Has Eugene Vaughn really cheated?"

Victoria Sinclair fiddled with the lab equipment, shook her head.

Angela Austin smiled lightly, "For lack of evidence, he hasn’t cheated, you’ll forgive him as before, and soon forget about this."

Victoria Sinclair’s heart was blocked, her eyes were soaked, she looked at Angela firmly, "Angela, I’ve truly figured it out this time, even if he hasn’t cheated, I don’t want to live like this anymore. Every time I hear about his affairs, my mood is affected. The things Renee told me really hurt me to the point of despair, I’m insane to endure this kind of abuse long-term. And then there’s that Vivian Miller by his side, obviously a woman, yet mingling as a close brother, now even more outrageous, she’s a personal secretary."

Angela Austin was dumbfounded.

Victoria Sinclair sighed softly, lowered her head, gently scraped her pink nails, her mood grew more somber, "Actually, the most important reason is that he doesn’t love me, it’s been two years, I don’t see any hope. I originally planned to get pregnant in the first year of marriage, to have children early, so I could take care of them and the family while still managing work, and when the kids grow up, I could fully devote myself to my career."

Angela Austin held Victoria Sinclair’s aggrieved little face, looked at her tear-filled eyes, pouting sadly, "Victoria, you’ve finally figured it out. Over these two years, I truly felt it was undeserved for you, you’re obviously so beautiful, so outstanding, always the most excellent child in the eyes of the elders, an idol we girls admired, a goddess unattainable to boys, yet you got messed up by Eugene Vaughn, that bastard."

Victoria Sinclair pursed her lips, smiled bitterly.

Angela Austin said, "You deserve better."

Victoria Sinclair’s eyes sparkled with tears, her mouth curved into a slight smile, "After the divorce, I won’t look for love again, love is poisonous. Once my new project launches successfully, when I have free time, I’ll go to the sperm bank at the hospital, find a premium type, and then have twins at once, raise them while I’m young, and the rest of my life will be solely mine."

Angela Austin excitedly gripped her arm, happily shaking, "Oh my, your idea coincides with mine!"

Victoria Sinclair gently patted her hand, "You haven’t had a single relationship yet, aren’t you going to try? Maybe you could meet a really good man."

"There’s no good man in this world." Angela Austin clenched her fists and said with indignation, "Men like that only affect our luck, lower our quality of life, and continuously create troubles for us."

Victoria Sinclair’s smile gradually brightened, the tears in her eyes disappeared, she nodded in agreement.

Angela Austin’s face blossomed like a flower, and she suggested, "Tonight, shall we go to a bar for drinks?"

Victoria Sinclair’s face darkened, she pushed away Angela’s hand, turned around to sit at the lab table, "No."

"You’re in a bad mood, go have some fun!"

"I’m in a bad mood, there are many ways to vent, why go to a place filled with danger, drinking strong liquor we can’t handle, it’s noisy and chaotic, what’s the point?"

Angela Austin stood up, sighed deeply, helplessly remarked, "Victoria Sinclair! Your good girl image is unbreakable forever!"

At this moment, the older Professor Lee walked in, "Angela, Victoria, do you have any plans after work?"

"No plans." Angela replied.

"No plans either." Victoria responded politely.

Professor Lee smiled warmly, "I’m just a lonely old man, and it just happens to be my birthday tonight, why don’t we all go out to gather with the colleagues?"

Angela and Victoria were surprised and guilty for not having paid attention to this and quickly nodded politely, "Okay, Professor Lee."

"Happy birthday, we’ll definitely go."

"Don’t bring gifts!" Professor Lee beamed, casually waved goodbye.

Victoria and Angela exchanged a glance, bewildered! Is that a reminder to bring a gift, or really not to bring one?

The gift was bought in the little time before work ended.

But they didn’t expect the gathering place was a lively, bustling bar filled with neon lights.

More than a dozen people, all from their company, including the salespeople and finance, joined.

They booked a private room, sang the birthday song, everyone gave gifts, drank alcohol, played games, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

Under Professor Lee’s lead, the atmosphere in their private room was very open and healthy, full of energy, but it was inevitable to drink a few more glasses.

By the end, Victoria Sinclair, unable to handle her liquor, was drunk beyond recognition.