Chapter 71
Vivian Sinclair’s direct and murderous gaze completely startled Austin Grant.
He just felt a chill down his neck, and his whole body turned ice cold.
This fierce Vivian made him feel like he was back on that rainy night.
He had also forced her into a corner like this, and to survive, she fought him to the death, ultimately escaping recklessly.
He didn’t understand.
“Why do you have to escape from me p>
“Why have you become like this now p>
“Why has our marriage turned out like this today p>
“Why do you hate me so much p>
“Vivian Sinclair, what exactly have I done to you to make you hate me this much p>
Is it because of Zoe?
But she is already the Young Madam of The Grant Family, with all the honor, glory, and status.
I haven’t immediately cast her aside as an unofficial wife; the one who can’t see the light of day is Zoe.
What more is she dissatisfied with?
The tension between the two was so intense that it frightened Uncle Denton, who was outside. He jumped in with a start.
“Don’t, don’t, Young Madam p>
“Young Master is just struggling to support himself because of the successive incidents at home. It’s truly exhausting p>
“You should be more understanding of him and stand by his side to face the storm at such a time p>
“You mustn’t agitate him anymore, Young Madam p>
“Young Madam, please calm down. There has already been a tragedy at home; we can’t afford another p>
Austin Grant listened to Uncle Denton’s tearful pleas in front of him, and his shoulders slowly slumped down.
He was indeed extremely tired.
The continuous upheavals at home had thrown him into unprecedented panic and helplessness.
Today, he had been running between the hospital and the company, wishing he could split himself into two, three.
He didn’t even want to answer Zoe’s calls.
So when he heard that Vivian Sinclair had returned to The Grant Family, he was so furious.
Why did she leave?
Where had she gone?
What does her return mean now?
Did she know what had happened at home?
Why couldn’t she be there for him when things went wrong, why didn’t she stop everything from happening at home?
Why couldn’t she be like Zoe, with eyes only for him?
At that moment, Austin Grant was extremely angry, genuinely filled with murderous intent toward Vivian Sinclair.
It wasn’t until now that he slowly calmed down.
Yet, at this moment, how was Vivian Sinclair not wanting to kill him too?
Her eyes were not only filled with murderous intent but also with a thick, unyielding hatred.
“You ask me why I hate you p>
“Austin Grant, deep down, people always know the wrongs they’ve done p>
“Do you really not know why I hate you p>
Could it be… she knew about the pregnancy?
No!
Absolutely impossible.
Let alone that he had discreetly retrieved her and his own eggs from another hospital before, he also retrieved Zoe’s eggs.
Before transferring to the current hospital for the IVF procedure, he personally swapped the eggs, only Zoe’s eggs ended up at the hospital.
Dr. Lyle at the hospital didn’t know the truth, so it was impossible for him to leak it to her.
Not to mention, he heard that Dr. Lyle had fled abroad for some unknown misconduct, even destroying the hospital’s entire database before leaving.
That secret is buried forever.
She could never know that she’s carrying a child for Zoe!
Only for a moment did Austin Grant’s mind flash with suspicion, and then he dismissed the possibility.
He didn’t know that if Vivian hadn’t gone through the second IVF, his and Zoe Monroe’s conspiracy would indeed have succeeded.
“Utter nonsense p>
“Vivian Sinclair, from now on, until you give birth, you are not to step out of The Grant Family again p>
Austin Grant harshly threw this sentence and then turned to leave the villa, a bit unsteadily.
Watching his retreating figure, Vivian Sinclair knew he must be feeling guilty, avoiding eye contact with her.
“Austin Grant, if you weren’t hiding something, why would you flee p>
Vivian Sinclair stared at his back, clutching her bruised neck, and slowly sat down weakly on the sofa.
She had thought that coming back might provoke intense emotions from Austin Grant.
But she never expected him to be so extreme.
Fortunately, she protected herself and the child.
But just moments ago, the hand that had gripped the porcelain shard was now bloodied.
Only now did Vivian Sinclair feel the pain, holding back her red eyes, she lifted her head to face Matron Warren, who stood by like a wooden statue: “First aid kit p>
She didn’t want to exchange pleasantries.
Since turning hostile with Austin Grant and being ordered not to leave, she knew the days ahead wouldn’t be easy.
The servants were adept at gauging the wind’s direction, and without the Old Madam to back Vivian in The Grant Family, her position would inevitably become more difficult.
Sure enough, even though blood was still oozing from Vivian’s hand, Matron Warren hesitated and didn’t immediately go.
The Master didn’t just instruct to treat her wounds!
Does she really think she still holds her former status, still able to command everyone?
Vivian Sinclair angrily overturned the tea sets on the table: “Do you want me to get an infection, endanger the child in my womb, let the situation escalate until it reaches the hospital, and finally become known throughout the city p>
She was usually accommodating.
But when turning hostile, they are definitely not the soft targets they imagine!
Matron Warren seemed to just remember that Vivian was pregnant and turned pale, finally rushing to get the first aid kit.
Vivian tended to her wound herself, never asking Matron Warren for help.
She could only use her mouth and hands together to awkwardly wrap the wound, which looked quite unsightly.
But somehow, she managed to stop the bleeding and apply the medicine.
When returning to her room, Matron Warren still followed Vivian closely, almost not leaving her side.
Vivian stood at the door and blocked it.
“What, are you planning to stand by my bedside and watch me sleep too p>
Matron Warren: “Young Madam, please don’t make things difficult for me; after all, you disappeared last time when you were asleep p>
As she spoke, Matron Warren really tried to squeeze her way inside.
Vivian laughed angrily.
She grabbed the doorknob tightly with one hand, and stuck out her belly with the other.
Seeing this, Matron Warren dared not come forward.
Vivian glared at her fiercely: “Not make things difficult for you? Am I supposed to make things difficult for myself then p>
“You’re not allowed to come in p>
She sternly reproached Matron Warren, then slammed the door shut in her face with a loud “bang p>
Then she locked the door with a “click p>
Outside the door, Matron Warren pouted, “What’s the big deal, hmph p>
She turned and sat right at the door, crossing her legs, planning to spend the night there.
“Let’s see how you escape tonight p>
“Unless you can really fly or disappear p>
Vivian saw the light under the door alternately black and white and knew Matron Warren’s plan.
Whatever, just consider it like having an extra guard dog, Vivian thought as she turned and went to the bathroom.
After much effort, she finally finished washing up and immediately sensed something was off.
Wait, when were the curtains closed?
“How did you become like this just after leaving The Thorne Family p>
A voice came from the darkness in the corner, frightening Vivian into a scream.
“You p>
Vivian looked in terror at the tall figure slowly revealed as he stood up from the sofa—Julian Thorne?
She almost screamed in disbelief: “How did you get in here p>
This is The Grant Family!
How did he appear here?
And in this room where she was under watch!
Vivian almost thought she was hallucinating until Julian walked up to her and took her wrist.
Seeing her messily bandaged wound, he showed his disdain.
“Miss Sinclair, it seems you are indeed unwelcome at The Grant Family p>
Vivian: p>
Alright, confirming that he’s real.
But she immediately realized her loud voice just now must have alerted Matron Warren.
She lowered her voice, “Mr. Thorne, I don’t care how you got in here, but you must leave immediately. This is not a place you can just walk into p>
She started tiptoeing to the door and picked up a vase.
Just as she was about to turn the doorknob to check and intended to knock Matron Warren unconscious, Julian wrapped his arm around her from behind, stopping her movements.
“Shh p>
Julian leaned down to whisper in her ear, “Relax, the people in the hallway are in a deep sleep p>
“At least until tomorrow they won’t notice another man has been in your room p>
As he said this, he took the vase from her hand and placed it safely aside.
Vivian’s heart pounded as she widened her eyes: This kind of embrace… coupled with these ambiguous words, why does it feel so wrong?
She felt like she was having an affair… stop!
A red blush crept up Vivian’s face.
She quickly halted her excess thoughts.
And this is The Grant Family!
Did he mean he knocked Matron Warren out?
Well, if not, the hallway wouldn’t be so quiet now.
But how did he suddenly appear?
Seeing her intense curiosity, Julian wasn’t in a hurry and pulled her wrist back forcefully again, “Let’s redo your wound first p>
Once the bandage was cut open, the wound was hideously terrifying, with medicine applied haphazardly.
Although there was no need for stitches, it was a bloody mess and looked appalling.
Julian looked up at Vivian: “How did this happen p>
His gaze held no blame, but Vivian couldn’t help feeling he was somewhat reproachful?
However, it was with this glance Julian noticed due to his line of sight that there were red-purple strangulation marks around Vivian’s neck.
He paused, narrowed his eyes, and reached out to touch them.
Vivian couldn’t help but shiver all over, eyes widening in surprise.
What, what is he doing?
Julian’s hand was very cold.
Causing Vivian a mix of tension and a shiver due to the temperature.
Julian also paused.
Perhaps realizing his abruptness.
Thus, he only used a finger to swipe the skin on her neck.
Yet with just that, Vivian felt a tingling sensation rising from her toes p>