Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 796

After saying that, Vincent stood still in the middle of the exceptionally quiet bedroom.

"You don't want me to see Paul?" It was only then that Elaine knew that he was not joking. He did not intend to take her to see Paul at all.

Having been worried about Paul for the whole day, she waited for Vincent's return in order to meet Paul yet she was deceived.

Her heart was filled with indignation. She had never been so angry before, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Pulling her to the bed, he instructed faintly, "We'll talk about it tomorrow. Now, sleep."

She tried to free her hand from his grip to no avail.

After struggling a few times, she knew that she was no match to his strength, so she finally compromised.

Standing as still as a statue, she didn't say anything nor acknowledge his existence, and just let him do what he wanted.

As Vincent held her in his arms, he felt the stiffness of her body that he pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were filled with a dark light.

Elaine thought she could not fall asleep, but as she closed her eyes, she gradually felt sleepy two hours later. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

As Vincent listened attentively, her breathing slowly calmed down and her stiff body relaxed as well. He released her only to find that she had fallen asleep.

He lowered his head and stared at her face for a long time. Finally, he shook his head with a sneer and lay down again.

He didn't feel sleepy at all as he was in good spirits, or rather he was aroused.

No one knew what he was thinking except himself. That day when the driver told him that she was gone, he became worried instantly.

Ever since he was born into this world, he knew that he would be alone till the day he died. Because of this, he shut off his heart and was not moved by love and lust, but at this moment, God sent such a simple-minded woman to him.

A woman who could even affect his emotions easily.

When he saw her being pressed on the bed by two men, the wrath of fury in his heart burned like a flame.

He had never felt so emotional before!

Even when he massacred the Bradbury Family back then, he was still as calm as the lake water without the slightest fluctuation.

But what happened last night made him experience a sense of indignation that he had never experienced before.

He was not a saint and he always did things willfully, so he shot the bald man directly.

He thought that by doing so, she would be grateful; never did he imagine that it would make her so scared of him.

Truth be told, she was in the bright side of the world while he was in the dark.

It was no doubt that she was traumatized after seeing his dark and terrifying side.

But he was, after all, what he was.

Even if she would be afraid of him, he could never let her go.

Thinking of this, he glanced at her before getting up and leaving.

When Vincent finally left, Elaine, who was supposed to be sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes, got down from the bed, and followed him cautiously without even grabbing her jacket.

The night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind blew.

Quietly and barefoot, she followed him. She did not put on her shoes because she was afraid that he would sense her presence.

She had a feeling that Paul might be nearby.

During the day, she had observed Morgan, who had been looking in a certain direction of the villa.

And now, Vincent was heading in that direction.

There must be something fishy going on since he didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

About ten minutes later, Vincent suddenly stopped in front of a small house.

She hid in the dark and peeked at him. When she saw him go in, she immediately followed him in.

There was no light in the house, but it was as if Vincent had night vision that he moved freely in the dark. Elaine, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide until she got used to the darkness then quietly followed him up the stairs.

It was similarly dark in the corridor on the second floor. It was not until she reached the end of the corridor that she saw a half-closed bedroom door with a faint light coming out of the crack of the door.

She walked over, holding her breath.

In the room, at the moment when Vincent pushed open the door and went in, Allen, who was tied to the chair, started to whine.

His mouth was sealed, and he couldn't make a sound, so he could only stare at him in horror.

As Vincent came to him, he pulled out a chair and sat down, looking straight into his eyes. "Do you know why I didn't shoot you?"

Allen froze.

"Killing you is too easy. I have a hundred ways to make your life so miserable that you wish you could just die." Vincent looked at him with a poker face, as if he were looking at a lifeless object. "I watched the surveillance. You and that kid broke into the house. When she discovered you and stopped you, not only did you not grateful for her for letting you go but you also kidnapped her?"

Allen's eyes widened in fear.

As soon as Vincent took off his tape, Allen immediately shouted loudly, "Help..."

Bang!

Vincent raised his hand.

"Ah!" Allen let out a blood-curdling scream.

He had been shot in the calf and was bleeding. Only now did he realize that Vincent had been holding a pistol in his hand.

Allen was so scared that he didn't dare to move, his face as pale as a paper. "I-I'm sorry. I won't do it again. Please let me go..."

Vincent chuckled, "I would spare you if you didn't beg for your life like a sissy, but too bad."

After that, he got up.

Allen shouted, "W-What do you want to do? You can't kill me. I am Elaine's fiance. If you kill me, she will hate you forever!"

Halting, Vincent looked back at him. "Fiance?"

"Yes, yes!" Seeing that he seemed to be intrigued, Allen immediately said, "We are very intimate and our wedding will be on Thanksgiving. If you kill me, she will be very sad, and she will definitely hate you."

Fiance?

It was so irritating to hear him say that.

There was a flash of killing intent in Vincent's eyes.

He had planned to torture him forever, but now it seemed that there was no need to let him live anymore.

While observing Vincent's expression, Allen noticed the sinister vibe on his face that he immediately blurted, "B-But I can see that you like Elaine. 1-1 can give her to you with one condition. A life for a life. I'll give her to you and you'll let me go. What do you say?"

If it weren't for the fact that he was bound to the chair, he would have kneeled down and begged for his life.

After listening to him, Vincent showed no emotion in his eyes. "A life for a life? How dare you compare your life to hers? You are like an ant to me."

Turning away from him, Vincent came to the corner of the room.

The teenager in the corner was in a daze as if he had been greatly frightened. As soon as Vincent walked over, he began to tremble.

Vincent squatted down in front of him and said, "Do you want me to let you go?"

There was a glimmer of hope in Paul's eyes as soon as he heard these words.

Of course! He was traumatized as he had spent the night in this room, assuming that Vincent would let him go today.

But he didn't expect that he was still locked up here.

As he thought of what Vincent said just now, he immediately sat up straight excitedly and grabbed Vincent's arms. "Elaine asked you to let me go, right?"

He knew that Elaine would definitely think of ways to save him.

Looking at Paul's arms that were wrapping his, Vincent frowned in dismay.