After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 75: The Scumbag Husband Cares for Vivian, Neglects His First Love?

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: The Scumbag Husband Cares for Vivian, Neglects His First Love?

Matron Warren slapped her thigh and hurried downstairs, just about to shout when she saw Vivian Sinclair leisurely eating her afternoon tea in the dining room.

Matron Warren’s soul finally slowly returned.

Good Lord, this is going to take years off my life.

In the blink of an eye, evening came around again.

Vivian Sinclair received a phone call from Uncle Denton, the butler: "Young Madam, the Young Master is looking for you."

Vivian reluctantly took the phone, not in high spirits: "Hello."

Austin Grant: "I heard you were very well-behaved at home today?"

Vivian was almost disgusted.

Unable to stand Austin’s pretense of being a good husband, Vivian’s voice turned even colder and harder: "If you have nothing else to say, I’m hanging up."

Austin: "Wait!"

"Vivian, the company ran into some big trouble today, I can’t come home to be with you."

"Remember to eat well and rest early, okay?"

"If you’re good, I’ll bring you a gift tomorrow."

On the other end of the phone, Austin was holding a brocade box.

Inside the box was an expensive necklace he had just auctioned off a few days ago.

He... wanted to give it to Vivian.

Even though he was extremely annoyed and angry with her, upon calming down, he felt more guilty.

So this time, he really wanted to make it up to her.

Just thinking about it made the corners of his mouth involuntarily rise slightly. She didn’t seem to like the ring from this morning, hoping this necklace would suit her taste.

Vivian: "If you’re with Miss Monroe, there’s no need to make up excuses for me."

"Because, anyway, I don’t care."

With that, Vivian hung up with a ’click,’ then handed the phone back to Uncle Denton.

"If you transfer one more of his calls, I’ll smash your phone."

Faced with Young Madam’s menacing threat, Uncle Denton hurriedly covered his new phone.

He didn’t understand how the once-gentle Young Madam had changed her nature overnight, really hard to deal with.

After finishing, Vivian returned to her room and ’clicked’ the door lock shut again.

Being shut out once more, Matron Warren was utterly exhausted, she wearily asked Uncle Denton: "Do I have to watch over the Young Madam tonight, too? Can’t someone else take over the shift?"

"These old bones and joints of mine really can’t stand staying at the door like this..."

Uncle Denton glared: "Can’t stand it? How about I permanently shift your position and see what you think?"

Matron Warren shivered, not daring to make any more requests.

Shift position?

For heaven’s sake, my salary these days is triple. Changing posts would mean losing my pay, wouldn’t it?

Uncle Denton turned and left: "Watch her closely, don’t leave her side for a moment. And don’t miss any noises!"

Uncle Denton walked away with his hands behind his back, as if all the power in this household now rested on him alone, his orders were like royal decrees.

Matron Warren mumbled a few sentences under her breath, "Not leaving her side? Haven’t you seen me shut outside the door? How is that not leaving her side?"

"Do they really think they’re watching over a suspect or something?"

"If we offend her, won’t I be the one in trouble later?"

"Ugh! We’re all just working anyway, and here they act like they’re the master, strutting around like peacocks."

"Why don’t they try talking and acting like that in front of the Young Madam, huh?"

Matron Warren didn’t want to put up with more misery tonight and simply brought over a quilt and pillow, making a floor bed right outside Vivian’s door.

Then she yawned, ready to settle in for a good night’s sleep.

To be honest, she slept really well guarding the Young Madam...

On the other side, Austin, who’d been hung up on, gritted his teeth while staring at the phone.

Thinking about how Vivian still had all his contacts blocked, he felt utterly frustrated.

This was just the sort of thing she would do.

Who else in the world would dare to ignore him like this?

However, Austin had to admit, Vivian’s fierceness had also become apparent to him.

He even gradually accepted her current temper.

Perhaps influenced by pregnancy hormones, Vivian was indeed a bit more vibrant and real than before.

He couldn’t help but smile slightly again, hoping to return home soon to give her this gift.

Just then, his assistant Nicholas Chamberlain’s voice came from the doorway: "Miss Monroe, President Grant really isn’t available right now..."

Zoe Monroe had already pushed her way in.

"Austin, you had Nicholas block me from seeing you, what do you mean by that?"

"Isn’t it enough that you dismissed me from the secretary position?"

"Are you abandoning me..."

Zoe was dressed in a white dress, her eyes filled with tears, looking fragile and pitiful.

Nicholas looked at Austin in panic: "President Grant, we couldn’t stop Miss Monroe."

Austin gestured for him to leave.

Nicholas wisely closed the door, and Austin, rubbing his brow, got up.

"Zoe, I just want us to have some peace right now."

"The Grant Family is facing some issues, and the company encountered an unprecedented crisis today as well."

"I haven’t even been to the hospital yet, just caught my breath, and you’re here to accuse me."

"Zoe, my world can’t only be about romance, it also has to be about reality... Do you understand?"

Austin’s attitude frightened Zoe.

Reality?

Was his reality getting tired of her, not wanting her anymore?

Was that bitch Vivian his reality?

In panic, she rushed over and dove into Austin’s arms.

"Am I the one bringing trouble to you?"

"I know our relationship has put you in a difficult position..."

"If you’re really busy, I can refrain from showing up and not come to you for a while."

"But Austin, could you at least send a few texts to let me know you’re okay when you’re tired?"

"I’m really worried about you."

As she spoke, Zoe raised her hand, feeling sorry for him, and placed it tenderly on Austin’s cheek.

Austin Grant’s gaze involuntarily became gentler.

These days, he had indeed been deliberately avoiding Zoe Monroe.

Of course, he loved her.

She was so good, with her heart and eyes forever only for him, Austin loved her deeply, just as always.

Unlike Vivian Sinclair, who was cold and hot towards him, heartless and decisive, always making him grit his teeth in anger yet helpless against her...

But these past two days, the changes at home were enormous. Austin Grant suddenly became the backbone of The Grant Family, the pillar of The Grant Group.

Fortunately, the news of his father stabbing his mother was still tightly covered, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yet today, The Grant Group still faced a massive crisis, as several strong partners suddenly announced unilateral termination of their cooperation with the Group.

This gave Austin Grant a severe headache.

This was also why he had been in the company all day today, not even going to the hospital.

Austin Grant held Zoe Monroe’s hand.

He patiently explained, "Zoe, it was because I was too hasty in bringing you out before, which put a lot of pressure on both the company and the family."

"And it also made you suffer a lot of grievance in the process."

"Now we should slow down, start over again. Be patient and wait for me to stabilize things for a while longer, wait until I have more power in my hands, then no one will be able to stop you from being by my side."

"And currently, The Grants can’t withstand any more turmoil, so I have to keep you hidden."

"So Zoe, you might... have to wait a bit longer for me."

As he spoke, he gently flicked Zoe Monroe’s nose, seeing her always lifted his spirits.

Unlike Vivian Sinclair, no matter how much he lowered himself to coax her, she was now unwilling to be close to him again.

This gradually stirred a sense of discontent within Austin Grant’s heart.

He simply couldn’t believe she didn’t care about him anymore?

Or is it all because of her, thinking Zoe’s existence leads her to this game of cat and mouse with him?

Zoe Monroe nodded with a sense of grievance.

Even though at this moment, her heart was full of resentment.

She still pretended to be more innocent, looking at Austin Grant with teary eyes and forcing a smile, "Okay."

"As long as it’s good for you, Austin, I can wait, it doesn’t matter how long I have to wait for you."

"It’s just, I want to know how our child is doing lately?"

"Has Vivian Sinclair had her recent check-up? I really want to touch her belly, I miss our child..."

Zoe Monroe was reminding Austin Grant.

No matter how hard it is for Vivian Sinclair, she’s carrying Zoe Monroe’s flesh and blood.

However, Austin Grant’s expression froze upon hearing those words.

This truth must absolutely not be known to Vivian Sinclair.

Otherwise, given her current temperament, she would definitely end things with him resolutely!

Considering this, Austin Grant’s face darkened, and he firmly grasped Zoe Monroe’s arm.

"Zoe, if even a hint of this matter leaks out, Vivian Sinclair will not be willing to give birth to the child."

"So next time, be careful with your words."

"You must pretend to know nothing, only then will you possibly acknowledge the two children in the future."

"Do you hear me?"

At least for now, Vivian Sinclair must not know the truth!

Zoe Monroe had never been so sternly warned by Austin Grant.

This side of him inexplicably added a sense of panic in Zoe Monroe’s heart.

There were only the two of them in this office, what was he afraid of?

Was he afraid she might remind him of something, what roles he played in this?

Zoe Monroe was filled with anger.

Because she found that Austin Grant now increasingly cared about that bitch Vivian Sinclair!

Was he afraid of hurting her feelings?

Zoe Monroe lowered her gaze to hide the hatred in her eyes, her voice slightly trembling as she responded, "I... I heard you."

Then she weakly climbed onto Austin Grant’s shoulders.

"Austin, don’t be like this, I’m scared."

Saying this, her hands began to roam over his body.

"Let’s not talk about those things anymore, I just came to see you today."

"I’ve missed you a lot, don’t you miss me?"

Feeling the quick change in Austin Grant’s body, Zoe Monroe’s lips curled up smugly again.

So what if he now had some concerns for that bitch Vivian Sinclair?

As long as she used a little trick, wouldn’t he still obediently submit to her?

However, this time Austin Grant forcibly pulled away.

His body yearned for her, he did not deny it.

But Austin Grant just didn’t want to spend his energy on this these past two days.

He pushed Zoe Monroe away, rubbed his temples, looking exceedingly weary.

"Alright Zoe."

"I need to work now, and I’m very tired."

"Maybe you should head back first."

Faced with his indifference, Zoe Monroe looked astonished.

He actually pushed her away?

Clearly, he wanted it too, didn’t he?

But Zoe Monroe didn’t know that Lillian Rivers and Old Madam Grant were still in the hospital, and she didn’t know that Gia Grant had been controlled by Austin Grant.

Right now, Austin Grant was overwhelmed, and finally having Vivian Sinclair back, his body might have reacted, but his heart did not harbor such thoughts.

Nevertheless, the unease in Zoe Monroe’s heart was infinitely expanding.

No, he must not reject her!

Zoe Monroe made up her mind and immediately discarded her dignity, coming in front of Austin Grant.

Then knelt down between his legs.

"Austin, since you’re so tired, why don’t I help you?"

"That way, you won’t be so tired..."

As she spoke, she quickly reached towards his waist without waiting for his refusal...