CHAPTER 394: CHAPTER 394: I’M SORRY

The more Vincent Vance listened to May Morgan say such things, the more uncomfortable he felt. He didn’t want Victor Grant to treat May too well, because then, his chances of winning her back would only decrease.

May was just too sentimental, which was why she couldn’t bring herself to leave Victor Grant.

"I heard you call Victor Grant just now. Did he ever force you to do anything you didn’t want to do?"

Vincent, holding May, intentionally asked again.

May hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "No, you know how he is, he says anything when he’s anxious, but he never touched me. We’re clean."

Listening to this, a bitter smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of Vincent’s mouth: ’But you two are about to get married...’

The day after tomorrow was the wedding day of Victor Grant and May. Even if they could maintain a pure relationship before marriage, what about after? May couldn’t keep Victor away forever, everyone knew that.

May looked up at Vincent, her heart tight, and suddenly said to persuade him on purpose: ’Vincent, after I marry Victor Grant, you should also find someone suitable to live with.’

Vincent didn’t like hearing her say this, so his face darkened, and he said with displeasure, "Don’t say it, May, I don’t want it to be you telling me these things."

May didn’t want to say such heartless words, but she was just one person. Once she gave herself to Victor Grant, she couldn’t give herself to Vincent. After marrying Victor, she genuinely hoped Vincent could be happy and hoped there could be someone by his side to accompany and take care of him.

"Vincent, I don’t mean to say things you don’t like to hear, but life is so long, you can’t be lonely forever. Listen to me, forget about me in the future, I..."

"Don’t say it!"

Before May could finish, Vincent suddenly stretched out his index finger and blocked May’s small mouth. Watching her alluring, soft lips, he suddenly held her and kissed deeply.

May couldn’t help but widen her eyes, staring at Vincent in surprise, as her mind suddenly went blank.

Her body became increasingly warm, Vincent somewhat unable to control himself, slid his hand inside her loose clothing, gently caressing her, making her body feel like it had been struck by electricity, too stiff to move.

The sensation was too familiar, so familiar that her body quickly responded with eagerness, it could even be said as a reflex, as she wrapped her arms around his firm, strong arms.

"No, wait, no, no!" Just as Vincent once again pressed May onto the large bed, just a step away from entering, May suddenly widened her eyes and once more pushed Vincent’s body away.

"No, Vincent, really no..." May turned over, quickly grabbed her clothes and covered herself, then suddenly began to cry.

"I’m sorry, Vincent, I’ve already registered my marriage with Victor Grant, and besides, he hasn’t done anything to wrong me. I can’t do anything to betray him..." May cried as she desperately explained to Vincent.

Vincent forced himself to suppress the desire in his heart, watching May’s body trembling with sobs due to her inner conflict, his heart ached, and he finally closed his eyes.

"I understand... May, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have put you in such a difficult position..."

With difficulty, Vincent said to May again, "May, since you chose Victor Grant, I’ll respect your choice."

"No, it’s not that, it’s not that I chose Victor Grant, but I have no way to turn back, Vincent, you don’t understand, when facing Victor Grant, how painful and conflicted I feel, I don’t love him, but he loves me, I can’t refuse him, I can’t..."

May suddenly turned, throwing herself into Vincent’s arms, crying out in grievance, "It’s all your fault, why did you leave me to Victor Grant back then, why did you have to make me think you’re a bad person, make me lose hope in you? If you had told me the truth early on, I wouldn’t have agreed to marry Victor Grant, what should I do? What can I do now?"

Because she cried too hard, May couldn’t help but hiccup, her sobs making people feel distressed.

Vincent gently patted May’s back, helping her calm down, while softly saying in her ear: ’May, I was afraid you would get hurt, you know, whether Logan Vance, that old woman, or my grandfather Arthur Vance, they are all watching you like hawks. I really had no choice, if I had even a little bit of choice, I would never have let you go to Victor Grant, truly...’

Saying this, Vincent looked helpless. He leaned down, kissed May’s forehead, reached out to wipe her tears, turned off the bedside lamp, and held her as they lay down.

"Tonight might be the last time I hold you to sleep. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you, just sleep peacefully."

As usual, he stretched out his right hand, letting May rest her head on his arm, looking at the little woman in his arms with gentle eyes, both heartbroken and reluctant, he said to her: ’May, even if you choose Victor Grant later, remember I will always be standing behind you, protecting you. If Victor Grant can’t make you happy, come back. The place by my side will always be kept for you.’

May hid in his embrace, her head lowered very low, she didn’t dare agree, afraid that if she nodded, Vincent would really never marry for his whole life.

"Also, the Dragon Insect in your body hasn’t been removed yet, you must remember not to get pregnant, otherwise, it will be life-threatening. When I’m better, I’ll go to Crestwood to find someone to remove the Dragon Insect for you, so you can truly be a woman, able to marry and have children, live happily forever."

Vincent hugged the woman in his arms tightly, his mind complex as he looked at the face he thought of day and night, unable to stop himself from saying: ’Jacob Jennings once advised me to leave you, saying you were under a love poison, and all men with you wouldn’t end well. And, my feelings for you were just an obsession, but I didn’t think so. I believe I truly love you, no matter what you become, I will love you. This love, I can destroy the earth, even hurt myself, May, I’m not making it difficult for you, for your sake, no matter what decision you make, I’ll support you. But the position of Mrs. Vance will always be kept for you until the day I die, until the day I can’t love you anymore.’

"Don’t say it, Vincent, don’t say it..."

Vincent’s words constantly shook May’s heart, filled her with guilt. She knew that if she went back, she’d betray Victor Grant, but if she didn’t, she’d betray Vincent. It was a difficult situation both ways, she wished she could split herself in two for them, but that was impossible.

"It’s very late, let’s sleep." Actually, Vincent had many more things he wanted to say to May, but May didn’t want to hear them, nor did she dare to hear them, so he just kept silent.