Cold War between Mr. and Mrs Vaughn: He Regretted when Divorce-Chapter 129: Eugene Vaughn Goes Berserk

Eugene Vaughn’s words pierced Victoria Sinclair’s heart like a thorn, causing a subtle ache.

If it were in the past, she would have been moved to tears, eagerly throwing herself into his arms, responding to his persistent affection.

Time has changed, things are no longer the same, and now she only feels a faint sadness and helplessness.

Victoria lowered her head, saying nothing, and the two fell into a deadlock.

The words of Professor Chen still echoed in her ears, Eugene had secretly loved the girl for twelve years—it was her.

Why couldn’t he have told her earlier?

Why wait until her heart is dead, reaching a point of no return, only to let her discover all this? What’s the point?

The oppressive silence was stifling, and Eugene broke the deadlock, asking, "Are you avoiding me by not even contacting your family?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Victoria sighed bitterly, fiddling with the fabric of her clothes.

"On New Year’s Eve, your brother said you had a falling out with your parents, and you’ve been out of touch ever since you left." Eugene asked worriedly, "What exactly happened?"

Victoria shook her head, unwilling to speak.

"Tell me, what exactly is your attitude towards them?" Eugene’s tone hardened somewhat.

Victoria looked up at him puzzled, "What does my attitude towards them have to do with you?"

Eugene spoke sincerely and seriously, word for word, "Your attitude will determine how I treat them."

Those simple words warmed Victoria’s heart.

It meant he was standing by her side, aligning with her without any reason.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Victoria said softly, "Physically distant, mentally detached, financially supportive."

Eugene’s eyes showed a hint of pity as he quietly watched her.

She must have suffered greatly to be forced into such a state, this woman who was always so filial and kind.

"Okay, I understand." Eugene replied gently.

At this moment, Victoria’s phone rang.

She got up, went to the room to get her phone.

It was Angela Austin calling, the only friend she still kept in touch with.

After the call, her face turned grim, then she shut the door and changed her clothes.

Ten minutes later, she came out with a bag, "I have to go out for a while, you should head back."

Eugene stood up, "Where are you going?"

Victoria looked at him, remaining silent.

"Tell me, or else I won’t leave."

"The hospital, my dad is hospitalized."

"I’ll go with you..."

Victoria headed to the door, interrupting, "There’s no need."

"I’m not negotiating with you." Eugene followed her determinedly.

Victoria was too exhausted to argue with him anymore, unable to refuse, she could only let him accompany her.

What she didn’t expect was that Eugene deceived her.

His car was parked just outside the apartment.

——

Half an hour later, at the city hospital.

Victoria and Eugene arrived at the hospital and entered the ward.

Her father lay on the hospital bed, with her mother, brother, and Renee by his side.

Seeing Victoria bring Eugene, Mrs. Sinclair’s face turned livid, her voice sharp and scathing, "Oh, so you finally decided to show up. I thought if your dad died, you wouldn’t even come back for his funeral."

"Mom, don’t be like that." Timothy Sinclair shouted in frustration, quickly stepping to Victoria’s side, "Sis, where have you been these past two weeks? Your brother was worried sick about you."

Victoria didn’t answer his question, looking at her father resting on the bed, "What’s wrong with Dad?"

"It’s the flu, his health was already not great, and he fainted last night." Timothy led Victoria to the bedside by the hand.

Victoria pulled her hand back and gently asked, "Dad, are you feeling alright?"

"Still alive." Her father’s tone was extremely cold.

Mrs. Sinclair sneered, "Fortunately, we have Renee, our good daughter, or we wouldn’t have been able to pay the hospital fees."

Victoria paused, her heart sinking suddenly.

Renee quickly chimed in, "Mom, it’s my duty."

Mrs. Sinclair held Renee’s hand, her tone turning gentle as she said softly, "You’ve been running around and spent so much money, I’m really grateful to you."

Renee smiled, "You are both my biological parents, it’s only right for me to take care of you."

"Such a good daughter, how can she be so wonderful!" Mrs. Sinclair exclaimed.

Victoria slowly clenched her fist, her nails digging deep into the flesh of her palm.

For these twenty-something years, no matter how many awards she won, how much housework she took on, how much money she gave them, she even sold her company to treat her father’s illness and pay off her brother’s debts, she could never get a word of kindness from her parents.

Renee’s little acts of kindness surpassed all her sacrifices.

Her heart felt as if it were being crushed under a wheel, the pain making her body tremble slightly, her fist clenched tighter, her eyes brimming with tears.

Suddenly, a warm hand held her fist, gently rubbing it.

She turned her head to see it was Eugene.

His deep, handsome eyes were like a spring breeze, gentle as water, soothing the hurt in her heart and giving her some spiritual comfort.

His palm was warm, holding her hand, he slowly looked at Mrs. Sinclair, speaking calmly, "Indeed, Renee is very filial, such a good daughter wouldn’t mind having you live in her villa, right?"

His words stunned everyone present, even Victoria’s father, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes in panic, "Eugene, what do you mean?"

"Nothing much, recently the company hasn’t been doing well, so I’m planning to put the house up for sale to get some cash flow." Eugene said steadily, looking calmly at Renee, "I remember Renee has several unoccupied properties, including a large villa in the city center. She rarely stays there due to her filming schedule, it’s just sitting empty, she might as well fulfill her filial duty and invite you both to live there."

Renee’s face changed abruptly, suppressing her anger, yet still forcing a smile.

Victoria’s parents were at a loss for words.

After all, Eugene and Victoria were already divorced, he was no longer their son-in-law, so they felt uncomfortable continually occupying someone else’s house.

Timothy helplessly said, "Eugene, thank you for your care over the past half year, we’ll move out as soon as possible."

At this moment, Mrs. Sinclair looked expectantly at Renee.

Put on the spot, Renee couldn’t afford for her facade of filial piety to crumble here, she forced a stiff smile and said, "Dad, Mom, and brother, you can come stay at my place."

"My daughter is still the best." Mrs. Sinclair exclaimed, hugging Renee tightly.

Victoria turned her head to look at Mrs. Sinclair and Renee, and from Renee’s expression of disdain and rejection, it was truly revolting and difficult.

The anger in Victoria’s heart subsided somewhat, and she generously called her fifth sister, following along smoothly, "Then I’ll have to trouble Fifth Sister to take care of Mom and Dad."

Renee’s smile became increasingly stiff as she slowly pushed Mrs. Sinclair away, teeth almost biting through, yet she pretended to be happy: "I will take good care of Mom and Dad."

Victoria Sinclair took out two thousand yuan in cash from her bag and handed it to Mrs. Sinclair: "Mom, use this to buy some supplements for Dad."

"Just that little? Are you giving it to a beggar?" Mrs. Sinclair said displeased.

Victoria’s face darkened, feeling a heavy block on her chest.

Eugene Vaughn directly reached out, snatched Victoria’s money, and said gently, "Renee can earn millions from a single drama and tens of millions from a few endorsements. Your little money isn’t enough to fill your parents’ gaps between their teeth; better keep it for rent."

As he spoke, he stuffed the money back into Victoria’s bag.

Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair looked at Renee, their eyes sparkling.

Renee felt uncomfortable being targeted by her greedy parents after her income was exposed. She used almost all her acting skills learned over the years to maintain her current composure.

Victoria vaguely sensed Renee’s imminent anger and couldn’t help but smile slightly at Eugene, "Fifth Sister is so filial; she certainly wouldn’t let Mom and Dad suffer, so I won’t embarrass myself with this little money."

Eugene held her hand, "You only took an hour off, and it’s almost over. I’ll walk you back."

Victoria was taken aback but quickly came to her senses, "Oh, right, Dad, Mom, I’m going back to work now."

Mrs. Sinclair responded indifferently, "Go on, there’s nothing for you here."

Eugene was just about to leave with her.

Mrs. Sinclair realized something and immediately called out: "By the way, did you change your phone number? We can’t reach you. What’s your new number?"

Victoria turned her back to everyone, her face darkening.

Eugene glanced at her, noted her expression, and replied on her behalf: "Victoria lost her ID card and phone; she can’t buy a new card without an ID. If you need anything, you can contact me, and I’ll pass the message to her."

Timothy Sinclair could see Victoria’s resolute stance to detach from her birth family. He stood silently to the side, his eyes welling up.

Mrs. Sinclair, however, didn’t notice anything, cursing unhappily, "So useless, losing something so important."

Eugene said nothing and led Victoria away.

After exiting the ward, Victoria pulled her hand back with effort, speaking with a heavy heart, "Thank you."

Eugene’s hand hung still for a moment, slowly closing his fingers and putting them in his pocket, walking alongside her, "I’ll take you back."

"No need, I’ll take the subway."

"Victoria, don’t refuse me."

Victoria said nothing, accompanying him out of the hospital.

He walked towards the direction of his parked car, while Victoria, without a word, turned towards the main entrance.

Eugene had just taken two steps when he realized and caught up, grabbing her arm, "The car is that way."

Victoria exhaled lightly in exasperation, her indifferent eyes clear and cold, her tone very detached, "Mr. Vaughn, please stop entangling me. I beg you, let me go, okay?"

This "Mr. Vaughn" sounded even more distant than calling his full name.

Eugene’s eyes dimmed, quietly looking at her, his hand slowly releasing her arm, responding hoarsely, "Okay."

Victoria looked at his disappointed gaze, feeling a sour ache in her heart.

But she had no choice, hardening her heart, she resolutely turned and left.

Eugene’s lonely figure stood under the sunlight, exuding a gloomy cold aura, quietly watching Victoria’s retreating back, lost in silence.

——

Returning to the lab for work, Victoria felt muddled and down all day.

Eugene’s answer of "okay" was what she most hoped to hear, yet she inexplicably felt sad.

Busy until late at night, Victoria dragged her weary body back to her apartment, washed up, and was about to sleep when she suddenly heard a knocking sound at the door.

Living alone as a woman, hearing someone knock in the middle of the night made her very nervous.

She checked the time; it was 11 p.m. She cautiously walked to the door, nervously asking, "Who is it?"

A familiar male voice came through, its magnetic tone hoarse and low, "It’s me, Eugene."

Victoria let out a breath of relief, her guard lowering slightly, and asked through the door, "Didn’t you already agree with me at the hospital today? Why are you coming to find me so late?"

"I left something important at your place."

"What is it?"

"A watch, in your room."

Coming to look for a watch at 11 p.m.?

Such an obvious excuse, Victoria instantly saw through his little trick.

But it was an open conspiracy with no resolution. She said helplessly, "Wait a moment."

She turned back into her room, searched around, and found his watch in a drawer.

Looking at the watch hidden in the drawer, Victoria sighed helplessly.

Eugene must have guessed that she wouldn’t let him come over again, deliberately leaving a watch here, right?

She took the watch out and opened the door.

As she handed over the watch, the man’s strong and muscular body suddenly pressed forward, pushing her back.

He closed the door with one hand.

Victoria was caught off guard and pushed against the wall, her heart pounding in fear. Before she could react, her body was firmly pressed as he engulfed her like a storm, kissing with an intense aggression.

It hurt! His force was a bit too much.

Her lips were swollen and sore from the kiss, the familiar pleasant scent of the man filled her breath, heat waves almost drowning her.

She tightly clutched Eugene’s watch, her heartbeat out of control, her legs turning weak under the pressured kiss.

Her reason was slowly being stripped away.

Eugene held her waist tightly, gently lifting her, and she clung to his shoulders.

Without a chance to speak, she was carried towards the room.

Thrown into the bed, she panicked, turning her head to avoid his kiss, panting and struggling, "Eugene, are you crazy?"

Eugene grasped her wrists with one hand, pressing them above her head, the other hand tugging at her nightgown, his voice almost inaudible with hoarseness, "Being tortured by you like this, how can I not be crazy?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Victoria unable to resist, could only silently endure, adapt, and enjoy.

Another round of tumultuous, exhilarating entanglement.

By the latter half of the night, Victoria was exhausted, collapsed in his embrace, falling asleep.

Eugene, wide awake, hugged her soft fragrant body tightly, his long fingers playing with her silky hair, looking at her tired face affectionately.

He couldn’t help but kiss Victoria’s forehead, whispering softly, "Victoria, do you really not like me at all?"

Victoria was deeply asleep.

Eugene closed his eyes, holding her even tighter, wishing he could embed her into his heart, "Your body clearly desires me, likes me so much, you can’t possibly feel nothing for me."

Victoria shifted slightly, her cheek brushing against his firm, warm chest, finding a more comfortable position, mumbling softly in her sleep, "Eugene!"

"Hmm?" Eugene startled slightly, lowering his head to look at the woman in his arms.

Victoria’s lips moved slightly, "Eugene! I don’t know what to do?"