Crazy Rich Vincent Victor

Mother's Tears

Vincent got into a taxi and the taxi took him to the hospital where his mother was admitted.

With his last cash, Vincent paid the taxi driver intending to return home on foot after visiting his mother.

The taxi left and Vincent faced the hospital, releasing a deep sigh from his nostrils as he stared at the building.

For six months now... For six months, his mother has been in the hospital with Vincent still having a marathon to go in paying the bills.

Vincent walked the hallway headed for his mother's room but froze in his tracks when he was halfway there. From a distance, Vincent could see Dominic and Toby walking out of his mother's room and laughing with a shredded bouquet in Dominic's possession.

"Isn't that the same bouquet I got my mom yesterday?" Vincent thought.

Dominic hit Vincent aside with his shoulder as soon as they came to where he was and they laughed even louder as they passed.

"What a wimp." Toby mocked.

Finally getting back to his senses, Vincent ran to his mother's room and his jaw dropped open.

"Wh... What happened here?..." Vincent found himself struggling to speak. The room was in a mess. As if a hurricane blew passed.

Vincent looked at his mother and saw tears running down her cheeks.

Vincent went close to his mother, his eyes starting to tear up as he watched he struggle to lift her hand to his shirt.

Vincent held her hand and a tear rolled down his cheek as he asked his mother, "Did they touch you?"

Vincent's mother closed her eyes tight, letting her lashes push away the tears gathered in her eyes. She cried silently and it was a deeper wound to Vincent than any other physical one given to him by Dominic and Toby.

Vincent put his mother's hand gently down on the bed and ran out of the room to go after Dominic and Toby before they could leave.

To Vincent's surprise, Dominic and Toby were still present in the hospital and even watching the direction Vincent came from.

They laughed in Vincent's face as Vincent realized that his mother was harmed on purpose just to get to him. Dominic and Toby were waiting for Vincent the entire time.

"Oh! He is here. It looks like your prediction was right, Dominic." Toby said, looking at Vincent with belittling eyes.

"What did you two do to my mother?!" Vincent asked, angrily.

A doctor approached Vincent with an annoyed look on his face, "Young man if you don't keep it down then I will have to call security on you. This is a hospi..." A hard slap from Vincent sent the doctor spinning before he could complete his words.

With that sight, even Dominic and Toby were shocked enough to take two steps back not noticing their mouths were still open until Vincent turned from the doctor and glared at them.

They both swallowed their saliva and looked at each. Turning their attention back to Vincent, Dominic said, "This is not a fight you will want to start. It's two against one."

"How badly do you think this will end for him, Dominic?" Toby asked, cracking his knuckles.

Vincent charged at Dominic first and gave him such a blow in the stomach that forced blood out of his lips. Toby wanted to stop him but got an elbow to the chest which sent him falling backwards on his back and sliding a few feet away from where Vincent was standing.

Vincent furiously grabbed and folded Dominic's shirt collar around his fist and set his hand to land another blow.

"How dare you make my mother cry?!" Vincent yelled, spewing out spit on Dominic's face as he forced his words out.

"Let go of me! Security! Securi...!" Vincent punched Dominic's nose, leaving him with a broken nose as a result. He released his grip on Dominic and watched Dominic's body fall to the ground. Dominic weakly held on to Vincent's right leg.

Staring down at Dominic's miserable state, Vincent was still not satisfied. Nothing he did was enough to make them pay for making his mother shed tears.

"It's okay when I am the target. I won't complain and I will let it slide. But making my mother cry today would be the last wickedness you ever perform in your life." Vincent threatened Dominic and kicked Dominic off his leg.

Just then, security guards arrived and two pinned Vincent's arms behind his back when they saw the state of their boss, Dominic.

"Fucking idiots!" Dominic yelled at his security guards and hissed in pain right after.

Dominic staggered up to his feet and then slapped one, two, three, and all four of his security guards.

"Why didn't you come earlier?! Huh?!" He questioned, his voice changing due to his broken nose he held on to with his hand.

"Sir, we are sorry. We..." Dominic glared at the security guard who was speaking, forcing him to shut up.

"No excuses. You all will face your punishments by the time I get back home." Dominic said.

"And you!" Dominic pointed at Vincent, "You will pay for what you did to me today! With every penny you scrapped up from the ground you will pay!"

Dominic brought his pointing finger down and moved back. He looked directly into Vincent's angry eyes and said, "Now let's see how your mother will ever get treated."

Vincent's anger changed to fear and it could be seen in his eyes. He wanted so badly to pounce on Dominic and destroy him but the security guards wouldn't let him have his way.

"Don't you dare touch my mother, you bastard!" Vincent shouted as Dominic turned away and started leaving, two security guards following behind him.

Toby managed to get up on time and rushed to follow Dominic.

"You! Come back here and face me like a man! I'm the one you want! My mother did nothing you good for nothing..." One of the two security guards that were holding Vincent had given him a blow to the stomach, cutting his words short.

The other security guard pushed Vincent to the floor before leaving to follow the others.

Vincent tried to crawl after them but only made it in time to watch Dominic's car leave as he cried on the floor.

It was clear to him that he had nothing to speak to his mother about. He was accepting his place as his father's heir without a second thought and he would show Dominic who was boss.

Vincent leaned against a wall and dialled his father's phone number, "yes?" his father's voice sounded.

"Send me two million dollars. There is something I need to take care of."