Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 826: Life or Death Unknown

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

The marriage contract suddenly felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, weighing down on Miyi Yates’s chest, shattering the confidence she prided herself on.

She couldn’t believe it was true, and Howard Yates was even more incredulous.

But the marriage contract had always been kept in Miyi Yates’s safe, and aside from occasionally taking it out to look at it in the first couple of days, she hadn’t touched it since.

Never allowed anyone else near the safe either.

How did the seal on it vanish into thin air?!

The overwhelming power and wealth within reach slipped away just like that, and no one could accept it.

Not to mention, the steps taken by the Yates Family father and daughter left no room for retreat.

Only success could prevent the consequences of their actions from haunting them endlessly.

But now... everything had failed.

Howard Yates’s eyes turned blood-red, as if remembering something, he stared directly at Laura Quinn: "It was you—"

Besides her, no one else had the opportunity to tamper with the marriage contract!

"That’s quite an accusation." Laura Quinn stirred the coffee in her cup, smiling, "It was your daughter who threatened me to force Cian and Ann to divorce, and it was also your daughter who urged me to steal Cian’s private seal. How can you turn the blame on me?"

Upon hearing Laura Quinn’s words, the other Hawthorne Family members’ expressions changed dramatically.

Miyi Yates was doing these things behind their backs?

Miyi Yates’s face turned pale, her hands trembling at her sides, the feeling of everything slipping out of her control was so palpable.

And the person who caused all this was the very one she had always had in her grasp, Laura Quinn!

"Even a clay figurine would show some color, let alone me?" Facing Miyi Yates’s glare, Laura Quinn merely smiled meaningfully.

Cyrus Hawthorne watched everything unfold, his thin lips curving into a faint arc, almost non-existent.

Even if Laura Quinn wanted to mend the mistakes now, it was too late.

Miyi Yates was trembling with anger, the fury swelling in her chest surged uncontrollably throughout her body, burning away all her reason.

"Even without this marriage contract, the Family Head can never marry Ann Vaughn." She calmed down eerily, a twisted smile pulling at her lips, "He will never marry her."

Cyrus Hawthorne’s narrow eyes were icy, yet his chest suddenly felt a slight ache, as if something were being stripped away from him.

In a flash, it vanished.

Ann? 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Cyrus Hawthorne furrowed his sharp eyebrows, picked up the phone on the table, ready to call Ann Vaughn, when the message from the hidden guard sent to protect her arrived unexpectedly.

[Family Head, Young Madam’s car has fallen into The Linwell River, life or death unknown.]

Cyrus Hawthorne’s pupils contracted sharply, his vision locked onto the last four words, his heart felt as if it had been gouged open with a sharp blade, filled with sharp and icy frost.

In an instant, a blood-red hue spread across his eyes, his hostility rampant.

"Cough—" Just as Miyi Yates was twisted with triumph inside, an unmistakably large hand violently clamped around her neck, tightening relentlessly.

Her face immediately turned red, her mouth wide open in an attempt to breathe, but the sensation of suffocation grew heavier and heavier.

No. She didn’t want to die!

She hadn’t done all this to die!

Everyone was terrified by the murderous chill radiating from Cyrus Hawthorne, as if Miyi Yates wasn’t the only one with a hand around her neck, none dared to make a sound.

Not even Howard Yates dared to step forward to rescue Miyi Yates.

Instead, Laura Quinn seemed to understand something, stood up, and said to Cyrus Hawthorne, "Killing her would only dirty your hands, keep her first, just in case there’s still some use for her."

She wasn’t pleading for Miyi Yates, just worried that if something really happened to Ann Vaughn, perhaps something crucial could be extracted from her mouth.

Cyrus Hawthorne’s arm muscles were tight, and on his cold and terrifying face, there wasn’t the slightest expression. Upon hearing this, he tossed Miyi Yates to the ground as if throwing away garbage, too disgusted to spare another glance.

"Lock her in the confinement room, no water, no food, without my orders no one is allowed to visit."

...

The overwhelming river water enveloped Ann Vaughn’s body, heavily compressing the remaining oxygen in her lungs, her head aching, the back of her head dizzy, wishing she could just fall asleep.

But she knew very well, she couldn’t sleep. If she closed her eyes now, she was as good as dead.

Ann Vaughn held her breath and swam out of the car window, desperately swimming upwards, but her legs felt as if they were filled with lead, getting heavier the more she swam.

The icy river water scraped against her body like a knife, ruthlessly depriving her of oxygen, leaving her increasingly powerless.

Ann Vaughn didn’t dare to stop for a moment, with her last breath she had to swim upwards.

Cyrus Hawthorne and Kenny were still waiting for her to return, she couldn’t let them wait too long—

On the riverbank, faint lights flickered, upon closer look there were even two tents nearby.

Julian Ford tossed a bottle of beer to Evan Sawyer, putting down his fishing rod, opening a bottle himself to drink, "Right now we’re tied on the number of fish we’ve caught. If I reel in another, I’ll be the winner."

"Bullshit." Evan Sawyer cursed him, "You just wait and see, I’ll definitely catch one first."

"With your lousy skills, forget fish, you can’t even catch a girl."

"...The Third Ford, are you seriously resorting to personal attacks now?!"

Evan Sawyer almost picked up the fishing rod to hit him, when Julian Ford felt the fishing rod move, his eyes lit up, "You don’t believe me? Watch, it’s going to be my fish first—"

His words weren’t even finished when a huge splash stirred the water’s surface with a "splash" sound.

Due to the darkness, Julian Ford and Evan Sawyer vaguely saw that this fish seemed quite large!

"Whoa, did we catch a mermaid?" Julian Ford excitedly held his fishing rod and walked towards the riverbank, "I’ve never seen a mermaid in my life, I heard they’re pretty, do you think it’s better to steam or braise them?"

Evan Sawyer: "..."

"Damn it, be careful it’s a water ghost!!"

Julian Ford ignored him, stepped into the water, and walked quite a distance before reaching that large fish and embraced it.

Little did he know it wasn’t a fish.

It was a person.

Julian Ford’s face instantly changed, damn it, could it be that Evan Sawyer was right, it’s a water ghost?!

Julian Ford’s scalp began to tingle, his voice trembling as he spoke to Evan Sawyer standing on the riverbank, "She really is a mermaid, human body and fish tail! If you don’t believe me come take a look!"

Evan Sawyer was stunned, what the hell? What kind of luck does The Third Ford have??

It’s said curiosity killed the cat, two minutes later, two silly guys stood shivering in the water, unable to move forward or back.

"Damn it, The Third Ford, I’ll hate you for life!"

"Stop with the useless words, let’s," Julian Ford swallowed hard, "let’s drag her to the shore first, what if she’s human?"

"You get lost!"

Cursing aside, Evan Sawyer still bravely faced his fear inside, and together with Julian Ford, lifted the person ashore.

With the tent’s lighting clear, the woman they carried onto the shore was dressed in white pajamas with little bears, neither a mermaid nor a water ghost.

Yet Julian Ford and Evan Sawyer’s faces changed simultaneously, "Sister-in-law?!"

"Save her first, damn it, if you keep being stunned sister-in-law will be dead!"