Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 768

After following Morgan to the bedroom, Ruben knocked on the door and rebuked, "Vincent, if you can hear me, make some noise. Stop playing dead."

However, there was no sound coming from the room at all.

Then, Ruben tried again, "Morgan is worried about you. Come on, let him know that you're not dead so he can go on with his work."

It was still very quiet.

Agitated, Ruben gritted his teeth and shouted, "D*mn it! I'll break in if you don't open the door!"

"Calm down, Mr. Lawson!" Shocked, Morgan quickly stopped Ruben who wanted to barge in the room. "You know how Mr. Bradbury is. He will not be happy if we enter his room without his permission. Elijah was expelled to Pleina because he didn't listen to his order, and until now, he is still being tortured by the mafia there... So, please calm down!"

Honestly, Ruben was indeed a little scared when he thought of Vincent's brutality. If the lunatic were to target him, he would definitely not end well.

Thinking of this, Ruben wished he could just knock himself against the wall and die right there and then. "What should we do? We can't just leave him be."

Morgan looked at him helplessly and thought, “I wouldn't have called you if I could handle him myself."

Both of them sighed at the same time.

Ruben paced nervously before he finally gritted his teeth and stamped his feet determinedly. "Be pissed all he likes. I don't care! It's worrisome since he is so quiet in there. I can't just stand back

and watch! Morgan, go get the spare keys. I'll barge in right now! I'll take responsibility for it!"

Moved, Morgan said, "The door is unlocked. You can go straight in."

Ruben glanced at him in disbelief.

How could he not go in to have a look since the door was unlocked?

Never did he expect that there would be such a timid person around Vincent.

Everyone in the Bradbury Family was evil and heinous!

However, the only person these fearless brutes was afraid of was Vincent.

After kicking the door open and rushing in, Ruben found that the room was eerily dark as the thick curtain blocked out the sunlight.

Ruben turned on the light.

There was a figure lying motionless on the bed.

Looking at the man on the bed, Ruben called out cautiously, "Vincent?"

There was no response.

Shocked, Ruben ran over to him. "Hey! Don't scare me! Did you do something stupid? F*ck, what's with the stare?"

As soon as Ruben ran to the bed, he met with Vincent's dark eyes and jumped from the bed in fright.

Having heard the commotion outside, Morgan immediately rushed in. "What's going on? What happened?"

Ruben turned back and made a gesture to him. "Morgan, leave us."

A little stunned at first, Morgan nodded and immediately turned around to leave.

After holding his chest and gasping for a while, Ruben cautiously went back to the bed and looked at him. "Hey, why didn't you say anything just now?"

Vincent remained motionless.

Ruben muttered, "Did he fall asleep..."

Normal people would sleep with their eyes closed, but this lunatic would sometimes sleep with his eyes open.

A lunatic would always do things that normal people could not even imagine.

As Ruben slowly reaching out his hand to check if he was asleep, he heard Vincent's indifferent and monotonous voice, "Do you want me to bite off your hand?"

Astounded, Ruben sheepishly withdrew his hand and sat down beside the bed.

"Why didn't you say something since you didn't sleep? You scared the crap out of Morgan."

"Really? But I think the two of you are quite bold since you didn't crap your pants."

"D*mn, we forced our way in because we were scared that you were dead, okay?" Ruben snorted, "A sleep- deprived person could die a sudden death very easily!"

It was a known fact that Vincent's sleeping quality was bad. Sometimes, he would gulp down sleeping pills like candy.

Ruben had thought more than once that the fearsome Vincent would probably die because of lack of sleep if he hadn't been shot!

"Are you cursing me right now?" Finally, Vincent got up from the bed and went straight to the wine cabinet to fetch a bottle of wine.

Rolling his eyes, Ruben rebuked, "How dare I, unlucky star? Hey, don't drink wine first thing in the morning. At least eat something first..."

Vincent ignored him.

He had never listened to what he had said anyway.

After a sigh, Ruben asked, "Can you tell me what exactly happened? Why did you lock yourself in your room for a whole day?"

Three years ago, he made the important decision and plan of eradicating the Bradbury Family with the snap of a finger. Although he could be eccentric at times, he was never as odd as he was now.

Locking himself up in the room for a whole day?

It didn't seem like something someone like him would do.

Yet, Morgan told him that he never came out of his room after he returned home this morning. Could it be...

"Were you depressed because you've been exposed?"

This was the only reason Ruben could come up with.

Vincent was leaning on the sofa in his clean pajamas, revealing his prominent facial features and crystal-clear gaze.

It was hard to imagine that such a leisure and carefree man was a fearsome and blood-thirsty monster.

At this moment, Vincent was holding the wine glass with his slender fingers. His blood-red lips were the highlight of his pale face. While swirling the glass for a long while, he kept his mouth agape and finally said, "Last night was the best sleep I had ever had in my life without taking any pills."

"D*mn!" Ruben shrieked in shock. "What did you do?"

Sleeping may be a very common thing for normal people, but it was a luxury for the abnormal few.

Vincent was one of the few, so it was only reasonable for Ruben to be so shocked when he heard that Vincent could have a restful sleep without pills or a doctor.

Glancing at him, Vincent uttered, "I listened to a few songs."

"What songs? Do they have a hypnotizing effect?" Ruben looked very intrigued. "Whose songs did you listen to that have such a magical effect? Why don't you just pay him or her to sing for you in person every night?" All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

This could be a great solution to one major problem.

However, Vincent said indifferently, "Not a star, but a maid."

"A maid? What kind of maid... F*ck!" Ruben howled halfway through his sentence. "Are you saying Howard's maid?"

"Yes."

Disbelief painted Ruben's face. "What kind of sorcery does she possess to make Howard fall for her and also to make you sleep just with some songs?"