All Chapters of Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

"Of course," Vance replied. "How could I forget? Is the baby doing okay? "Catherine finally relaxed. It looked like he wasn't suspecting anything.On the other end of the phone, Vance sat by the floor-to-ceiling window of his hotel room. He set the phone down and stared out at the city lights. There wasn't the slightest sign of illness on his face.His phone rang again. He glanced at the caller ID and answered.Aiden's anxious voice came through. "Vance, where have you been? I haven't seen you for days."Vance leaned back in his chair. "Oh, I haven't been feeling well. What's up?" "Nothing too important. You okay?" Aiden started testing the waters with small talk, just like Catherine had done.Vance sounded perfectly normal. "I've been so sick I could barely think straight. I haven't even had the energy to plan the wedding with Catherine. Can you help me look into some wedding planners? She wants something unique. I'm too weak right now to handle it, but we can't keep putting

Vance never held back when telling them what he wanted to eat. It was better to keep them busy than let them sit around sighing every day.After dinner, he helped Andrew tend to the small vegetable garden in the backyard. The once-overgrown yard now had neat rows of vegetables and finally felt alive again.But as he squatted among the plants, he couldn't help recalling the time he and Rebecca had gone back to Josette's suburban house.They had sat at the front door watching the melons and flowers blooming in the yard. The pain hit him without warning, but there was nothing he could do.Only when it was dark did he leave the place and return to the hotel.The next morning, he showed up at the office. Aiden had arrived earlier and was waiting with several outsourcing company representatives."Let's go to the conference room," Vance said."Now that Mr. Bradford is here, you can finalize the renewal contracts with him," Aiden told the representatives smoothly.Everyone sat down aro

That was when Vance suddenly realized his phone was missing."Your phone is gone? Did you leave it in the car? Go check," Catherine said, glancing at the laptop Vance had brought with him.He frowned. "I'll go take a look."He stood up and left the room, taking the laptop with him. She stared at him in disbelief.Why would he take the laptop just to check the car? How was she supposed to look through his files now? She had thought it would be a good chance.Before Vance could walk out of the hallway, the door to another private room suddenly opened. Someone clamped a hand over his mouth and dragged him inside, then quickly shut the door."Mr. Bradford, please cooperate. We won't hurt you," the person whispered behind him.Meanwhile, Catherine was racking her brain inside the room, trying to figure out her next move.Just then, someone knocked on the door. "Room service.""Come in," she answered irritably.A server in a white shirt and bow tie walked in holding a phone. "Excus

But Vance acted as if he hadn't heard her cries. He calmly unlocked his phone and saw that it was still open to the email page—even the attachment preview was visible."It's our baby... It really hurts..." Catherine groaned, hoping to distract him from realizing she had been snooping through his phone.He remained unmoved and watched her coldly. She braced herself against the table and struggled to stand up. "If you don't care about our baby anymore, I'll go to the hospital by myself. It hurts so much..."She used the classic push-and-pull tactic. Vance simply sat down and watched her performance.She lingered instead of leaving, waiting for him to comfort her. But all she got was one cold sentence."Aren't you going? I thought Aiden was waiting for you.""W-What are you talking about?""Do I have to spell it out for you?""You mean looking into your phone? Aiden asked me to do it. I'm sorry. You're not going to get mad over something so small, right?"He interrupted her drama

"Aiden is paranoid," Rebecca explained patiently. "If we sent the emails directly, he would immediately think it was a trap. It's much more convincing if he discovers them through his own efforts. That's the first reason. The second reason is even more important.""What is it?" the baby-faced young man asked curiously."I don't really have any evidence," Rebecca chuckled. "When did you ever give me solid proof? I just made up the filenames. The attachments are all nursery rhymes!"The young man was stunned. "I-I thought you had real evidence!"Rebecca shook her head. It had only been a bluff.She hadn't been sure whether Vance knew about Aiden's betrayal, but it didn't matter. What she was doing had nothing to do with Vance's feelings and didn't require real evidence.She only needed to make Aiden panic and give away the racket."Wow!" the young man exclaimed. "That was risky. Thankfully, Mr. Bradford came back in time. If they had opened the attachments, the whole thing would h