Cold War between Mr. and Mrs Vaughn: He Regretted when Divorce-Chapter 149: Victoria Sinclair Gets Entangled

Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Victoria Sinclair Gets Entangled

A group of people surrounded Jenny Vaughn, looking anxious.

"Jenny, how are you feeling?"

"Is there anywhere that feels uncomfortable?"

"What happened? Why did you faint?"

Auntie anxiously said, "Daughter, why did you go drinking with others? Did Victoria Sinclair drug you? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Tell mom, if anyone dares to touch you, I definitely won’t spare her."

Jenny Vaughn got up and threw herself into Tiffany Rhodes’ arms, crying uncontrollably.

Auntie got anxious, rushed to the dining table, furious: "Victoria Sinclair, what exactly did you do to my daughter?"

She charged forward aggressively, Grandma Vaughn suddenly stood up, blocked in front of Victoria Sinclair, and reproached, "You haven’t figured out the situation, why are you going crazy?"

"Mom, what else is there to understand?" Auntie said tearfully, "Look at my daughter, she’s crying like this. She must have been terribly hurt."

At this moment, Jenny Vaughn on the living room sofa said with a sobbing voice, "Mom, it has nothing to do with Victoria Sinclair. She saved me... If it weren’t for her, I... I would’ve definitely... sob..."

Auntie calmed her anger, returned to the living room, "Daughter, is that true? Victoria Sinclair saved you."

Jenny Vaughn hurriedly nodded.

Tiffany Rhodes gently stroked her back and asked nervously, "What exactly happened?"

Jenny Vaughn shook her head, not daring to speak. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Vivian Miller comforted, "Jenny, it’s good that you’re okay. When I saw you like that just now, I was worried to death. Luckily, you’re fine."

Hearing this, Jenny Vaughn suddenly got angry, glared at Vivian Miller, sniffled, and said word by word, "I was almost taken away by bad people, wasn’t it because of you."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Vivian Miller looked aggrieved, "What does it have to do with me?"

Jenny Vaughn pouted and shouted angrily, "It’s that Sarah Lowell, what kind of crappy friends do you make? And you even introduced her to me? It’s really disgusting."

"She invited me out to play, took me to the most expensive Serenity Club to spend money, ordered a lot of male models. When I wanted to leave, she wouldn’t let me, and I ended up footing the bill for more than a hundred thousand. That’s not the worst part, she didn’t even care about me, and I don’t know when she left with a male model, leaving me alone at the club."

"I was already drunk and unsteady. That guy gave me a glass of water, after drinking it, I got even dizzier. If it weren’t for Victoria Sinclair, right now... I probably wouldn’t even want to live..." Jenny Vaughn said, unable to stop crying again.

Vivian Miller’s face turned green with embarrassment, "Jenny! I didn’t know she would do that. I’ll scold her and return that hundred and fifty thousand to you."

Jenny Vaughn shouted, "Is it about the money? It’s about character. No wonder Victoria Sinclair broke ties with her, like attracts like, such friends shouldn’t be kept."

Vivian Miller squeezed out tears, looking aggrieved, "I didn’t know she was like that either."

Other elders defended Vivian Miller.

"Jenny, Vivian didn’t want you to get hurt either. If she knew Sarah Lowell was so irresponsible, she definitely wouldn’t have let you go out with her."

"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with Vivian either."

At this point, with everyone still defending Vivian Miller, Jenny Vaughn grew even angrier, "I’m the one who’s hurt, why are you all defending her?"

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Victoria Sinclair stood up and asked, "Now that everything’s explained, can I leave?"

Harold Vaughn looked at her coldly, motioned for her to leave without saying a word.

Jenny Vaughn’s tone softened, hurriedly pushing Tiffany Rhodes, "Honey, please take my sister Victoria home."

Tiffany Rhodes quickly stood up, "Okay, I’ll take her and be back soon."

Sister Victoria?

Hearing this title, Victoria Sinclair felt goosebumps all over, feeling a bit apprehensive.

In the two years of knowing Jenny Vaughn, this was the first time she heard her call her sister so gently.

Perhaps, prejudice is a mountain in people’s hearts.

Once that mountain is crossed, the essence of things can be seen clearly.

Victoria Sinclair quickly refused, "No need to see me off. I’ll just take a taxi home."

Jenny Vaughn got anxious, "That’s not okay. The world is so chaotic now, and you’re so pretty. What if that man targets you?"

Victoria Sinclair felt chills up her spine.

Is this still Jenny Vaughn?

It’s so unusual.

Is it because of a random rescue? Or is it intentional?

No matter what her reason for concern was, it made her very uncomfortable.

Vivian Miller looked increasingly uncomfortable, and the other elders were puzzled.

Tiffany Rhodes walked to Victoria Sinclair’s side, "Let me see you off. If anything happens to you on your way home, my wife will feel guilty."

Grandma Vaughn said softly, "Yes, let Tiffany see you off."

Victoria Sinclair just wanted to go home quickly, didn’t want to refuse everyone’s goodwill, and said to Tiffany Rhodes, "Then I’ll trouble you."

As Victoria Sinclair turned to leave, Jenny Vaughn stopped her again, "Sister Victoria, wait a moment."

Victoria Sinclair turned around, everyone else was staring at Jenny Vaughn in amazement.

The way she called her Sister Victoria left everyone stunned.

Jenny Vaughn glared angrily at her mother, "Mom, I’ve heard you wrong Avising Sister Victoria all along, you misunderstood her. You should apologize to her."

Auntie’s eyes widened in shock, "Me? Apologize to her?"

Jenny Vaughn said sternly, "Shouldn’t you?"

Auntie paused for a moment, appeared to realize her inappropriate behavior, softened her voice, and said to Victoria Sinclair, "I’m sorry for misunderstanding you just now, and thank you for your magnanimity in saving my daughter."

For this apology and gratitude, Victoria Sinclair calmly replied, "No need to thank. I’ll go now."

After saying goodbye, she held Grandma’s hand, "Grandma, I’ll find time to take you out to play later. I’m heading home now."

Grandma smiled kindly, eyes full of joy and reluctance, nodded, "Okay, go on back."

Victoria Sinclair followed Tiffany Rhodes out.

Inside, Grandma called out, "Drive safely on the road."

Tiffany Rhodes responded, "Got it, Grandma."

——

The night sky shimmered with stars, the streets were bustling with traffic.

In the car, Tiffany Rhodes thanked Victoria Sinclair several times.

"I never thought, after my wife treated you that way in the past, you’d still save her. I can’t express how grateful I am."

Victoria Sinclair replied calmly, "Had it been any woman in such danger, I would help to the best of my ability."

Tiffany Rhodes sighed slightly, "I finally understand why Eugene Vaughn likes you so much."

At the mention of Eugene Vaughn, Victoria Sinclair’s mood dropped, and she gazed at the night view outside the window, feeling inexplicably melancholy.

The car fell silent.

Tiffany Rhodes broke the silence, adding, "You and Eugene Vaughn have known each other for over ten years. When I brought up his first love last time, you seemed unaware?"

Victoria Sinclair smiled bitterly, "He’s known me for over ten years, but I’ve known him for less than three years."

Tiffany Rhodes looked puzzled, "Impossible. I’ve seen some things he collected. I thought they were gifts from his first love."

Victoria Sinclair asked, confused, "What kind of things?"

Tiffany Rhodes replied, "Little girl items like hair clips, diary assignments, friendship books, cute pens, and odd girlish trinkets that he’s treasured."

Victoria Sinclair fell silent, deeply moved.

In high school, she did write friendship notes for several classmates, and occasionally lost hair clips, diaries, or pens, but never expected someone to keep them as treasures.

Tiffany Rhodes continued, "Still, it doesn’t add up. I remember he boiled egg and ginger sugar water for six days in college for his first love. If you haven’t had it, who did he give it to?"

On this topic, Victoria Sinclair felt annoyed.

During college, people often gave her snacks, breakfast, flowers, and all sorts of gifts.

She always declined, or if handed to her, she tossed it aside or gave it to her dorm mates without asking questions.

So, those ginger sugar waters Eugene boiled for her probably all went to her dorm mates.

"It should be my dorm mates, right?"

Tiffany Rhodes smiled and asked, "Eugene is handsome too, back in school, so many girls were smitten with him. I just don’t get why you didn’t fancy him?"

Victoria Sinclair replied warmly, "Time is a one-way ticket, wasting even a second makes it forever lost. Whether in the past or now, I feel that instead of wasting time on meaningless things, it’s better to learn more, broaden my horizons and knowledge. I’m also grateful to my former self for not wasting a single moment, giving my present self the confidence to say no to anything, to do what I love, to become the person I want to be, and live well without relying on anyone."

This simple conversation left Tiffany Rhodes astonished.

He looked through the rearview mirror at Victoria Sinclair sitting in the back of the car.

It also dawned on him why someone as excellent as Eugene Vaughn would have an unspoken crush on Victoria Sinclair, someone with a poor family background, for over ten years, loving her so humbly.

Because Victoria Sinclair is not only beautiful but her core is resilient and strong, her excellence is just a trivial part of who she is.

Tiffany Rhodes chuckled, "Miss Sinclair, my wife, she’s too naive, a bit foolish, and easily swayed by others. I hope you won’t hold it against her for anything she might have done to you in the past."

"I didn’t take it to heart."

"Could you perhaps spend more time with her, let her learn from you? People, when they connect with good friends, over time, even their intelligence improves a bit."

Victoria Sinclair paused, bewildered.

Does Jenny Vaughn know her husband thinks she’s not very bright?

Over the next few days.

Eugene texted her every day, but she ignored all of them.

Yet there was someone she couldn’t ignore.

That person was Jenny Vaughn, who latched onto her.

The following day, Jenny Vaughn came to her research institute with a banner and several boxes of fruit. She presented her with the banner and distributed fruit to everyone, making her both embarrassed and awkward. For someone as introverted as her, it was a huge social embarrassment.

The words on the banner made her want to find a hole to crawl into.

"Beautiful inside and out, saved my life, have no way to repay, offer this banner instead."

On the third day, although Jenny didn’t come, an afternoon tea did. The delivery person brought in milk tea and coffee, and everyone in the office got a share.

On the fourth day, in the afternoon.

A call came through, it was the voice of Eugene’s grandmother.

"Victoria, are you off today?" Grandma Vaughn asked.

Victoria Sinclair was puzzled, "I am off, Grandma, how did you get my number?"

"I got it from Eugene," Grandma Vaughn said, "Grandma wants to see you, let’s get together."

Victoria Sinclair looked at the documents in front of her, wanting to decline, but didn’t want to disappoint her, "Alright, Grandma, where should I meet you?"

Grandma Vaughn understandingly said, "I know you don’t want to go to Splendor Estate, and don’t want to see the Miller family, so let’s meet at Jenny’s house."

"Jenny Vaughn’s house?" Victoria Sinclair was puzzled.

At that moment, Jenny Vaughn’s voice came through the phone, "Sister Victoria, it’s my husband’s house, we’re preparing a barbecue, come over."

Victoria Sinclair hesitated.

This clingy person was even more persistent than Eugene.

Before Victoria Sinclair could refuse, Jenny Vaughn said, "It’s decided, my husband is already on his way to pick you up, he should be there soon, come downstairs."

"Wait, I..." Victoria Sinclair wanted to refuse, but the call had already been disconnected.

Victoria Sinclair walked to the balcony and looked down.

Sure enough, Tiffany Rhodes’ car was already parked downstairs, and Tiffany stood by the car, waving up at her with a cordial smile.

This was a done deal before she even had a say!

Was that even asking for her opinion?

Victoria sighed deeply, walked back to the living room, feeling utterly helpless.

With Grandma involved, how could she bear to refuse?

She changed her clothes, grabbed her backpack, and went downstairs.

The sunset was descending, the twilight was vast.

Tiffany Rhodes’ house was located in the suburbs, a traditional Chinese courtyard.

The evening glow fell upon the exquisite courtyard, exuding a unique traditional charm.

A gentle breeze blew, the air filled with the scent of flowers and sound of birds.

In the gazebo of the courtyard, a round table was filled with fruit and snacks. Victoria Sinclair, Grandma Vaughn, and Jenny Vaughn sat around the table, eating fruit.

Grandma Vaughn chatted with Victoria Sinclair about chemistry and drug research, which Jenny Vaughn couldn’t understand.

Jenny Vaughn was at a loss, eyes bright, listening intently, as if she was listening to an incomprehensible script.

Beside them, Tiffany Rhodes was grilling food.

"Husband, is it ready?" Jenny Vaughn turned to Tiffany Rhodes, "I’m hungry."

Tiffany Rhodes had just lit the charcoal, "Wife, just a little longer, I’ll be quick. What do you want to eat?"

Jenny Vaughn didn’t respond immediately, instead she looked at Victoria Sinclair, "Sister Victoria, what do you want to eat?"

Victoria Sinclair was used to her form of address, but still unaccustomed to her friendly demeanor, often getting distracted.

Perhaps, she just didn’t easily trust people.

"Anything but lamb will do."

Jenny Vaughn turned her head, "Husband, one of everything except lamb."

"Got it, wife," Tiffany Rhodes responded energetically.

Over here, Grandma Vaughn said with a smile, "I heard Eugene is coming back today?"

Victoria Sinclair lowered her head, not replying.

Eugene had sent her messages, and there were already over a dozen unread messages, but she hadn’t opened them.

Jenny Vaughn grinned, taking out her phone, "Let me call my brother and see if he’s coming."

Victoria Sinclair took a sip of juice, looked to the flourishing flowerbed beside her, its vibrant blossoms exceptionally eye-catching.

But honestly, she didn’t want to maintain any lingering connections with Eugene Vaughn.

As her belly grew every day, what would she do when she couldn’t hide it anymore?

She really didn’t want to face a day where Vivian Miller would brandish a knife, forcing Eugene to choose between the child and her.

The very thought was both sad and frightening.

Jenny Vaughn dialed the phone and switched on the speaker, "Brother, you’re off the plane, right? We’re having a gathering at home, come join us."

Hearing this, Tiffany Rhodes rushed over, shouting, "Eugene, come to my place for a barbecue."

On the other end of the call, Eugene’s tone was indifferent, "I’m busy."

"Come on!" Jenny Vaughn coaxed.

"Not going."

"Even Grandma’s here."

Upon hearing that Grandma was there, Eugene’s tone softened a bit, "You all have fun."

Grandma Vaughn said, "Eugene, Grandma hasn’t seen you in a long time, come on over."

"No, Grandma, I’ll visit you when I’m free next time, I have something on my hands."

"What’s keeping you busy?"

"Work."

Grandma Vaughn sighed, "Ah! Never mind, you go on with your work then," and then said to Victoria Sinclair, "Victoria, Eugene’s busy, let’s not call him..."

Eugene immediately interrupted, his voice soft, "Wait, is Victoria there too?"

Grandma Vaughn pursed her lips, stifling a laugh.

Jenny Vaughn proudly said, "Of course, I invited her to the barbecue, Sister Victoria even brought me a gift, their new facial cream from her research institute, envious?"

Eugene lightly coughed, clearing his throat, "I’ll be there in about twenty minutes."

"I thought you said you were really busy?" Jenny Vaughn teased intentionally.

"Not that busy," Eugene said placidly, then hung up the phone.