Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 836: Excellent Performance

Although the food Ann Vaughn had was bland, the chicken soup she drank at every meal greatly saved her taste buds.

And since the chicken soup was prepared differently each time, Ann Vaughn never got tired of drinking it every meal.

"The chef at this restaurant may not be great at making boiled greens, but the chicken soup is excellent. I’m tempted to steal his skills," Ann Vaughn said contentedly, patting her tummy.

Just as she finished speaking, there was a gentle knock on the hospital room door.

Cyrus Hawthorne leisurely put down the napkin and said calmly as the Little Dumpling ran with short legs to open the door, "The chef’s here."

Ann Vaughn was taken aback, "Who?"

"My mom."

... Laura Quinn?!

Ann Vaughn was surprised. Since the marital document incident started to ferment, Laura Quinn had not shown up at all.

It was publicly said that she was on vacation abroad, but it wasn’t hard to guess the real reason for her going abroad.

In the days Ann Vaughn had been hospitalized, acquaintances had come to visit, but Laura Quinn hadn’t shown up, though Ann hadn’t minded much.

But now suddenly being told that the chicken soup she had been drinking these days was personally made by Laura Quinn.

That... made her feelings very complicated.

Ann Vaughn pondered for a moment, "I want to talk to her alone."

"Okay." Cyrus Hawthorne didn’t delve into the reason, pressed the bell to have someone come in and clear the tableware, and then took Kenny out of the ward.

This was probably the first time Ann Vaughn had seen Laura Quinn since their last encounter at the restaurant.

It was clear that Laura Quinn had been deliberately avoiding her, otherwise, with their social circles, it wouldn’t have been hard to run into each other.

After resolving the ticking time bomb that was Miyi Yates, logically, Laura Quinn should have felt relieved.

But from her current expression, Ann Vaughn couldn’t sense any post-relief joy, she even seemed utterly exhausted.

Ann Vaughn looked at her quietly for a long time and suddenly smiled faintly.

Seemingly understanding the reason for her smile, Laura Quinn couldn’t help but smile as well.

"Your acting was quite good."

"You cooperated well too."

If outsiders were present at this moment, they would probably have been completely baffled by their conversation.

Laura Quinn sat down by the bedside, looking at Ann Vaughn with the same tenderness as at the beginning, "How did you guess that Miyi Yates would make me transfer from F Country to a tropical island?"

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have sent people early on to meet her there.

More to Laura Quinn’s surprise, Ann Vaughn was actually acquainted with the congressman couple from F Country.

With their help, those dispatched by Miyi Yates to monitor Laura Quinn turned coat after less than half a day out of fear of the congressman.

This allowed Laura Quinn to linger on the tropical island for two weeks safely and return to the country quietly without being discovered by Miyi Yates.

"Once she decided to coerce marriage, she had no way back. You’re the most crucial key in this, and to ensure you wouldn’t return in the short term, she guarded against me as well," Ann Vaughn explained. "If she investigated, she would certainly know that I had been to F Country a few months ago."

"Was she that certain you would make a move under her nose?"

Ann Vaughn shook her head, "She wasn’t certain; she was too cautious. Whether or not I was capable, she would proceed with caution and give me no chance to act."

But Miyi Yates probably couldn’t have guessed that Ann Vaughn could enlist the help of the congressman couple.

Unless Miyi Yates could summon the president of F Country, she couldn’t stir up any trouble there.

Laura Quinn listened and had a moment of realization.

Despite calculating everything and guarding strictly, Miyi Yates lost to the ultimate glitch that was Ann Vaughn, and indeed without injustice.

"How did you manage to make the stamp disappear from that marital document?" Ann Vaughn asked, puzzled for several days.

Laura Quinn smiled slightly, "It’s like ink that fades after writing. The stamp ink I used was specially made to last only three days."

This was also why Miyi Yates never noticed anything unusual.

She was too cautious, cautious to the point that even with the marital document safely in the safe, she was still uneasy, fearing it would get dirty or damaged, losing its intended effect.

"Special stamp ink?" Ann Vaughn was somewhat surprised by this answer. She had initially speculated that the marital document had been swapped later.

She didn’t expect such a clever technique.

The smile in Laura Quinn’s eyes deepened, "I didn’t know about the stamp ink’s secret at first. Before leaving, Cian had Sept relay this to me."

On the surface, the marital document was an opportunity for the Yates Family and a stepping stone to wealth and power.

But wasn’t it also a cake trap set up by Cyrus Hawthorne to lure the snake out of its hole?

Ann Vaughn blinked, looking utterly bewildered.

No wonder Cyrus Hawthorne remained passive for so long. He had seen through the Yates Family’s ruthless ambition from the start.

He wanted to eradicate them completely and would only act when they were fully exposed.

The only unexpected variable, perhaps, was her.

If it weren’t for the text message from "Bella Hawthorne," Ann Vaughn would likely have stayed at No. 8, as Cyrus Hawthorne advised, and gone nowhere.

But there were no "ifs" in reality. Surviving was already a great stroke of luck.

Ann Vaughn lowered her eyelids, with her long, dark lashes casting a shadow over her deep fear. When she opened her eyes again, they had already returned to normal.

"I have another question."

"Go ahead."

"With Miyi Yates’s capabilities, she couldn’t possibly monitor you every minute. If you wanted, you could have sought help from Quinn. Why didn’t you?"

"Seek... help?" Laura Quinn appeared surprised, as if hearing this term for the first time, a bit confused.

After a long silence, Laura Quinn pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to soothe her suddenly dry eyes before answering, "Maybe it’s the habit of the past twenty years."

Ann Vaughn frowned slightly, saying nothing.

Then Laura Quinn continued, "Has the poison been completely removed from Aidan’s body?"

To fully hold Laura Quinn, Miyi Yates had someone secretly poison Aidan Keating as soon as she went abroad. The dose wasn’t small, requiring regular medication; otherwise, it would rot his insides.

"As soon as she poisoned him, I sent the antidote over," Ann Vaughn replied.

Unexpectedly, Laura Quinn looked utterly astonished, "She poisoned Aidan too?!"

"You didn’t know?" Ann Vaughn, seeing her overreaction, furrowed her brow in confusion, "Didn’t she use this to threaten you?"

She...," Laura Quinn took a deep breath, calming her breathing to prevent the fire in her chest from reaching her throat, "She told me there were still remnants of the Wood-lily poison in Aidan’s body, and that she was the only one with the antidote, that’s why I agreed to help her!"

Upon hearing this, Ann Vaughn nearly cracked.

"The Wood-lily poison in Aidan’s body was eradicated long ago. Didn’t the doctor inform you of this?"

Just after speaking, Ann Vaughn suddenly remembered, all information about Aidan was encrypted.