Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 1019: He Tempts Her Again!

The warm breath brushed over her collarbone, followed by a series of nibbles.

"... Not only did you deceive me about your identity, but you also pretended never to have met me, watching me cluelessly jump around in front of you. You must have felt very smug!"

His lips and teeth moved downward, landing on the slight peak of her snowy summit, instantly making Ann Vaughn shiver continuously.

"Cyrus Hawthorne! I’m settling accounts with you now!"

Ann Vaughn feebly resisted against Cyrus Hawthorne’s shoulder, her swan-like neck slightly tilted back, letting out an unbearable whimper.

Cyrus Hawthorne knew her too well, including every sensitive spot on her body. He knew exactly where to kiss to stir her desires, dragging her down with him... It was all clear to him as day.

Even in such matters, he held absolute dominance. Though it seemed forceful, it was actually a series of intentional provocations, making Ann Vaughn fall deeper into the abyss.

When she came to her senses, she realized she’d already been thoroughly consumed.

No one was calmer than the other.

Especially at this moment.

Gradually, Ann Vaughn’s aggressive questioning tone melted into water, sweetly dripping uncontrollably from her lips.

Listening to Ann Vaughn’s soft whimpers, Cyrus Hawthorne slightly smirked, lifting himself slightly.

His half-bare, honey-colored chest rose rhythmically, each abdominal muscle contained a powerful beauty, resembling a masterpiece.

"You want to settle accounts with me?"

Ann Vaughn barely opened one eye, seeing the visually striking scene before her, her nose instantly heated up.

Oof!

He seduced her again!

"You... you have some self-awareness!" Ann Vaughn panted softly, struggling to avert her gaze from him, "Don’t think that by intentionally diverting my attention, I’ll forget your deceitful acts, and Kenny... wait, Kenny’s still on patrol!"

Only then did Ann Vaughn remember Kenny, and her oxygen-depleted brain suddenly cleared up.

If James Vaughn is Cyrus Hawthorne, that means, Kenny is actually her son?!

Thinking of this, Ann Vaughn struggled to get up but couldn’t budge the mountain on her.

"Kenny is fine, instead of worrying about him," Cyrus Hawthorne’s deep eyes gazed into hers, interlocking fingers with her, he said in a deep voice, "you should worry about yourself."

What?

Ann Vaughn was stunned for a moment, not grasping the deeper meaning of his words.

The next moment, a shameful, exasperated shriek erupted in the room.

"Cyrus Hawthorne—you jerk!!"

...

Deep into the night, all was silent.

Ann Vaughn was full of confusion, wanting to question Cyrus Hawthorne.

She had even thought about the outcome after confronting him, at worst, it would end up with them parting ways.

However, as the old saying goes, plans never keep up with changes.

She did confront him, yet it cost her the whole night’s energy...

Before falling asleep, Ann Vaughn kept murmuring curses.

Cyrus Hawthorne carried her out of the bathroom, placed her on the bed, and saw her kiss-reddened lips moving subconsciously, not knowing what she was cursing about again, even his stern face softened a bit.

Ann Vaughn surprised him.

When she first learned he was Cyrus Hawthorne, although she had a sense of repulsion and tried to escape, she remained calm all the way back and did not resist being close to him.

This indicated that she indeed had feelings for him, otherwise she wouldn’t have adjusted her mindset so quickly and accepted this truth.

In some respect, it proved quite a few issues.

Cyrus Hawthorne raised a hand to brush aside the messy hair by Ann Vaughn’s cheek, leaned down, placed a kiss on her red lips, and then turned to leave the room.

In the study room. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Sir, we’ve traced the call that reported Miss Vaughn for child abduction to a phone booth near the labyrinth in Red Queen Town. The person acted very cautiously, and the surveillance didn’t capture a clear face."

"However, from the footage, it seems to be a female with a height around 160 cm. We’re currently screening the women who have entered and exited the town in recent days based on this."

Sept adjusted the surveillance to the crucial part, then placed it before Cyrus Hawthorne, speaking respectfully.

Cyrus Hawthorne glanced down, tapping his knuckles lightly on the table, "The other matter."

"The patrol who took Miss Vaughn’s blood sample ingested poison hidden in his tooth and committed suicide after you left." Sept’s face turned serious, "We also discovered several unexplained transactions totaling a hundred million in the chief patrol officer’s account."

"Where did the transfer come from?"

"It’s from a bank in M Country, the transferor is an entrepreneur with J Country nationality, who appears to conduct legitimate business on the surface, but secretly engages in smuggling. Moreover, we found out that this entrepreneur is the younger brother of a J Country congressman and hasn’t returned home for thirteen years."

In less than a night, Sept had thoroughly investigated the other party’s background.

Trying to make up for the previous oversight.

Cyrus Hawthorne nodded slightly, then asked, "Any progress on the base end?"

"According to a newly infiltrated Hidden Guard’s report from within the base, they have been searching for a Mirage in the desert, which is not an illusion but said to be a real Golden Palace containing treasures that make the world go mad..."

Halfway through saying it excitedly, Sept received a death stare from the BOSS, quickly pulling back to the main topic.

"But someone beat the base to it, stealing all the treasures from the palace, not leaving even a tile. The base returned empty-handed, having to turn to J Country for assistance in a certain top-secret research, whose specific content awaits further investigation."

The Golden Palace, huh.

Cyrus Hawthorne narrowed his deep eyes, a dark gleam flashing within them.

...

Ann Vaughn slept until noon the next day before slowly waking up.

Supporting her sore body up, Ann Vaughn rubbed the back of her neck, feeling weary.

Why did she forget everything but still fell for this man??

As she was thinking, there was a knock on the room door.

"Mommy, is Mommy awake?" Little Dumpling inquired from outside.

Ann Vaughn responded, and he pushed the door open, his little legs running swiftly, reaching Ann Vaughn in a few quick steps.

"Mommy!" Little Dumpling huddled into a pitiful ball in Ann Vaughn’s arms, "Kenny was worried about Mommy all night, Daddy the big meanie wouldn’t let Kenny see Mommy!"

Ann Vaughn didn’t really know the actual situation, but hearing Little Dumpling sound like he was about to cry, she cuddled him, softly comforting.

"It’s all Mommy’s fault, making Kenny worry."

Holding Little Dumpling’s sweet-smelling little body, Ann Vaughn felt indescribably content.

The fact that Kenny is actually her biological son was something she never would have dreamed of.

Now it felt like a dream come true, simply amazing!

Though she was internally delighted, Ann Vaughn noticed something off.

"Kenny, when I first saw you in Gothasen, did you recognize me as your Mommy?"