Chapter 13 Fatal Accident

"No way, the diviner said you must keep the eldest daughter of the Swain family by your side!" Kaysen remarked sternly. He thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something. Raising his cane, he started to berate Ethan, "You ungrateful brat, are you looking down on Vivian?!" "You ingrate! Vivian has been your guardian angel. If not for her, you might still be in a vegetative state!" "Plus, whatever happened to her occurred in your mansion after she married you. Don't you feel some responsibility?" "Besides, I didn't you to take her as your wife any more, but only to look after her. Yet you dare to reject this! Back when you were still a vegetable, she never despised you!" With every word, Kaysen would give Ethan a hit with his cane. It may have looked hard, but in reality, he didn’t feel any pain. The reason he woke up was because he was faking his condition all along. What did the little simpleton have to do with his recovery? The old man was just too superstitious! "Grandpa, do you honestly believe she just suddenly turned a simpleton? Honestly, she's always been like this, and more importantly, she's not the eldest daughter of the Swain family." "What?!" Kaysen was taken aback, "What exactly is going on?" "The truth is..." Ethan revealed the entire situation to Kaysen — how Howard had cunningly replaced the bride with his simpleton daughter. Upon hearing this, Kaysen was visibly livid. "This is outrageous! That Howard, he dared to deceive our revered Benton family. I granted her an 8% share to make up for my daughter-in-law's absence, and it seems that rascal Howard had calculated this move as well." "You need not worry about that. Vivian never signed anything." Ethan explained how Vivian had ended up in a spat with Yolanda at the Swain Group, accidentally tearing up the share transfer agreement. "Hahaha, this girl, she might be a bit naive, but indeed, she's your guardian angel. All my wealth will eventually belong to you anyway. She's just helped you secure an 8% stake in advance." "This only proves the diviner's accuracy. Had the Swain family married their second daughter into our family, she might have stripped your mansion bare. But Vivian is different. She's the true first-born daughter of the Swain family, your real guardian angel."” "You must treat her kindly and rightfully compensate her. If I discover that you've mistreated her, you'll have to answer to me! Don't return to the city tonight, take her back to your mansion instead!" … Growing bored of playing ludo, Vivian decided to chase after the Kaysen's pet dog, running outside.。 After catching up with the small dog in the garden, she sat down and began playing with it. Consequently, they were both hidden by a landscape tree. Thus, the two maids behind the landscape tree didn't notice her. They were clearly discussing the juicy gossip they had just overheard. ”The girl is really a simpleton, truly unfit to command respect.Did you know? Just now when I went to serve tea to Mr.Benton and the young master, I overheard Mr. Benton suggesting to the young master to divorce and remarry." "Really? The young master and the simpleton have been married for just half a month, and they're already considering a divorce and remarriage?" "Well, if you were in his shoes, would you want to spend your life with a simpleton? The young master has already agreed. It seems like Mr. Benton wants him to compensate the simpleton, but the young master seems to despise her." "That's true, now that the young master is awake, there are countless people who want to marry him. Although the simpleton is stunning, what good is that?" The two maids laughed and walked away. Once they had left, Vivian stood up with the little dog. Looking at the brightly lit house in front of her, she silently smiled. Interestingly, for the first time in her life, someone had taken her so lightly. Marry and divorce at will? They really saw her as a pushover? Whether or not to leave the Benton family, when to leave the Benton family, she would be the one to make that decision! At eight o'clock in the evening, a luxurious Cadillac glided out of the Benton family's grand old mansion. The backseat remained silent with Ethan and Vivian, both lost in their thoughts. Vivian was busily fogging up the car window, drawing warped and twisted doodles. Beside her, Ethan watched her beautiful profile in silence, his expression unusually cold. In her innocence, she was like an angel fallen from heaven, yet at the same time, she could unintentionally lead one into deep infatuation. He was a normal man, keeping her by his side was certainly not a wise decision. He needed to divorce her. But sending her back to the Swain family would be like throwing her into the lion's den. The pests of the Swain family would only bully her. "Little simpleton, do you miss your grandma? Do you want to return to her side and let her take care of you?" Ethan's handsome but impassive face reflected on the darkened car window. Vivian, her back turned to him, responded with a smile. She hadn't found any clues about her cousin for her grandma yet, so she had no plans to leave the Benton family. "Hmph, bad Mr. Handsome, Vivian is still angry, Vivian doesn’t want to talk to you." "Little simpleton..." Ethan sighed, rubbing his temples, "Your answer to this question is very important..." Before he could finish his sentence, a strong beam of light suddenly shone into the car. Even in the back seat, Ethan and Vivian were blinded. The driver must've been even more affected, potentially jeopardizing his driving. Ethan wanted to warn the driver, but before he could, an out-of-control car smashed into them. There was an enormous crunch, and their car flipped on its side. Ethan's reflexes acted faster than his thoughts, and he held Vivian in his arms. The accident happened so fast, Vivian was a bit dazed, but she could clearly feel a strong force protecting her. It was Ethan! But wasn't he planning to divorce her because she was a simpleton? Why would he protect her at this critical moment? Half an hour later, fire trucks and ambulances arrived quickly. When they arrived, they found the car and the ground soaked in blood. … Outside the operating room, Ethan waited with a dark expression, his aura so intimidating that no one dared to approach him. An hour later, the door of the operating room finally opened. ”The doctor walked over, his expression grave, "I'm sorry, Mr. Benton, we did our best. The patient could not be resuscitated, and we have confirmed the death." "What did you say? Dead?" Ethan's eyes were bloodshot, his anger hitting the roof, "Are you sure you did your best?" The doctor was frightened, "Mr. Benton, we really did our best. The patient’s heartbeat was very weak when they were brought in. I'm sorry." Dead...