Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 960: She Fell for It Right Then

Ann Vaughn: ???

Spending 180,000 just on meat? You’ll be eating it in your next life, young man!

Is this a way to play the pity card with her?

Does he think she can’t see he’s wearing all luxury brands?

Yet suddenly, Ann Vaughn felt a jolt of electricity at the back of her head.

...Strange.

Did Echo Lynch’s words sound familiar to her from somewhere?

But at this moment, if she asks Echo Lynch "Have we met before?", it would seem like trying to build a connection, so she didn’t ask.

She took a deep breath and took out her phone to transfer the money to him.

He better be able to lift her psychological suggestion, or her fists will teach him a lesson!

After receiving the money, Echo Lynch changed his woeful demeanor from before and pulled out his tool for eating from the other side of the table.

—A wooden fish.

Ann Vaughn: "..." Is he really reliable?

"Close your eyes, empty your mind, don’t think of anything, I guarantee you’ll feel better when you wake up." After receiving the money, Echo Lynch’s service attitude was much more enthusiastic.

Despite doubting his competency, the money had been transferred, so Ann Vaughn could only follow his instructions.

After a while, the sound of the wooden fish gently echoed from under the tree.

To others, it might just be an ordinary wooden fish sound, but to someone burdened with heartache, it’s a smooth and natural melody.

Like mountains and streams, crisp and pleasant.

No one knows how long it had been; the wooden fish sound under the tree suddenly stopped.

However, the melody lingered by Ann Vaughn’s ear, the mesmerizing echo continued to resonate, making it hard to detach from it.

Echo Lynch didn’t rush her, packed his things, and poured himself a new cup of tea.

The fresh tea on the table exuded a faint aroma gradually bringing Ann Vaughn back to her senses.

"How do you feel?" Echo Lynch asked.

"Great." Ann Vaughn gave a light smile.

Though she couldn’t pinpoint any particular feeling, Ann Vaughn just felt lighter and more relaxed than ever before.

"Was the music you made from tapping the wooden fish?" Ann Vaughn asked in awe, "It was probably the most beautiful melody I’ve ever heard, like being in the forest, listening to the babbling brook, free and delightful."

"It’s not music, just regular wooden fish tapping." Echo Lynch explained, "But the tapping method is different, so happy people hear the normal wooden fish sound. While those with deep heartache and wary of the world..."

"They will hear music like flowing water."

Saying this, Echo Lynch gave Ann Vaughn a faint look, seeing her face slightly tense.

A person may deceive others and themselves about their happiness, but never their heart.

Ann Vaughn clasped her fingers tightly, the smile at her lips slowly fading.

"Your heartache is more severe than I anticipated." Echo Lynch said after finishing his tea, "But it’s not without solutions."

"What?"

"Do you have a recorder?"

He switched topics so quickly, Ann Vaughn was momentarily stunned, then found one in her bag.

She had bought this recently because her right hand was inconvenient, typing on a computer was troublesome, so she simply recorded prescriptions in it.

Echo Lynch took the recorder, placed it on the table, then took out the wooden fish and started tapping.

Ann Vaughn was forced to listen again to the flowing mountains, but this time the sound of flowing water was much reduced.

"Take it home and listen, come find me when you no longer hear the mountains and streams," Echo Lynch stated bluntly.

"...Is that it?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"There’s another service package, effective in one go, only costs three..."

Hearing this, Ann Vaughn felt her wallet bleeding and quickly interrupted him: "No, no need, I’ll listen to this first, if it doesn’t work, I’ll come back."

Echo Lynch nodded, seriously stating, "You might not believe me, but you should believe in my professionalism. If it doesn’t work, I’ll hang my head on this tree to apologize."

Ann Vaughn: "...That wouldn’t be necessary."

After Ann Vaughn left, Echo Lynch pulled out a burlap sack from beside the table.

If Ann Vaughn were here and saw the sack full of bundled red cash, she’d probably be furious.

Is this really called poor?!

Echo Lynch casually pulled out several bills from it, muttering to himself, "Electronic payment is inconvenient, I have to keep going down the mountain to withdraw cash, it’s annoying."

Cold bank cards don’t compare to the warm feeling of cash in hand.

If it weren’t for seeing Ann Vaughn not carrying that much cash, Echo Lynch wouldn’t have settled for less.

"Echo, Echo, cough, cough—" Suddenly, a weak call came from the temple behind.

"Aunt Heidi, I’m here!"

Echo Lynch replied, deftly kicked the sack to the side, and quickly ran over.

...

It’s not easy to visit Temple of the Clear Heart, Ann Vaughn certainly wasn’t leaving empty-handed, she specifically asked for several peace charms.

The monk told Ann Vaughn there was a five-hundred-year-old marriage tree at the center of the temple and many visitors definitely go to see it, they even pointed her the way.

They said lovers who have been to the tree often become lifelong partners.

A five-hundred-year-old marriage tree, Ann Vaughn was immediately tempted.

But thinking she came alone, and her newly-met boyfriend might soon fly away...

Why go see it?

To be pelted by a tree full of lemons?

Ann Vaughn thanked the monk for his kindness, packed the peace charms, and turned to leave Temple of the Clear Heart.

She had put her phone on silent when she came, so she didn’t notice Sherry had been bombarding her with calls.

Online public opinion fermented for a while, and under Hawthorne Group’s intervention, with strict and efficient operations, they were ruthlessly cut short.

Zachary Lancaster probably never thought that even after sending the elder and his family overseas, they’d still be found.

When the elder’s clarifying video appeared on major media platforms, Zachary Lancaster’s face turned green.

He quickly called the platform managers, asking them to take it down and put him back at the top.

Yet they all refused!

"I’m Zachary Lancaster! The eldest son of the Lockwood Family! Believe me when I say I can crush you with a finger!" Zachary Lancaster seethed, "Take Hawthorne’s video down immediately! Or you’ll regret it!"

The platform manager directly hung up the call.

You’re just a young master from the Lockwood Family, but who is Cyrus Hawthorne?

He’s the emperor controlling the economic lifeline of S Country, a slight move and he can cause a sensation.

Anyone with a brain can weigh what’s more important.

But to Zachary Lancaster, having grown up pampered in the Lockwood Family, the actions of these managers were like a harsh slap to his face.

How dare these lapdogs treat him like this?!

With red eyes, Zachary Lancaster stormed out, he couldn’t believe that he, the mighty eldest Lockwood, couldn’t handle a mere woman?!