Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 994: The Long Road to Winning Back His Wife
Every day feels like I’m being forced to work, wandering between Vaughn Clinic and Number 16.
Only occasionally, I can’t help but walk to Number 8, but before I enter, I turn and run away.
I really don’t know how to face James Vaughn and Kenny.
Even though Ann Vaughn kept reassuring herself that journalists nowadays like to exaggerate facts and distort the truth, their articles might not be credible.
But she couldn’t help thinking, was I really that bad in the past?
That’s why Ann Vaughn deliberately distanced herself from James Vaughn and Kenny. If they knew she used to be such a terrible person, they would definitely...
"Dong dong dong..."
Suddenly, the crisp sound of a wooden fish came from her phone.
The guests in the clinic immediately looked at Ann Vaughn nervously,
Ever since Ann Vaughn set the wooden fish sound recorded by Echo Lynch as her ringtone, every time her phone rang, people around her would look at her with strange eyes.
Needless to say, they were probably speculating whether she was stimulated, saw through the worldly affairs, and wanted to become a monk.
Ann Vaughn left the diagnosis table with her phone in hand.
The guests in the clinic started whispering, "Why would Dr. Vaughn use such a ringtone? Is she really planning to become a monk?"
"I’m still relying on Dr. Vaughn to fix my face. If she does that, I’ll go cry in front of that temple every day until they can’t find peace!"
"A while back, we were afraid Dr. Vaughn would marry overseas, and now we’re worried she’ll become a monk. We’re having a hard time."
"What’s up with President Hawthorne? We’ve been giving him advice on Weibo every day, yet he still hasn’t won Dr. Vaughn back! Will I see them remarry in my lifetime?"
"President Hawthorne’s journey to win her back is long and arduous..."
Sherry passed by and heard the guests’ discussions, holding back laughter in her heart.
No matter how many tricks President Hawthorne had to win her back, it couldn’t withstand someone constantly hiding, refusing to see him.
Shaking her head, Sherry was about to leave with her things when she overheard a small group of guests discussing the recent events of the Lockwood Family.
"Is the Lockwood Family cursed or something? The eldest son was just imprisoned, and now the youngest one is... To be frank, they probably aren’t as honorable as they seem."
"Honorable? That’s a laugh. Those unfortunate disfigured girls, it’s all thanks to them."
"Exactly, the Lockwood Family has always looked down on ordinary people. This time they didn’t set purchase restrictions, and I thought they changed. Turns out they were using those girls as test subjects..."
"Isn’t the Lockwood Family holding a press conference today to clarify? Just wait and see how they explain it."
Hearing this, Sherry frowned. Though she disliked the Lockwood Family, she knew there were cooperative dealings between Ann Vaughn and Xavier Lancaster.
With Xavier Lancaster in trouble now, she’s unsure if it will implicate Ann Vaughn...
Just as she was thinking, Ann Vaughn walked over, and Sherry mentioned what she overheard.
"I just learned about it too. Lucy Lock is being ruthless with this strategy," Ann Vaughn frowned slightly. "On one hand, she gets rid of Finn Morgan, the looming threat, on the other, she throws Xavier Lancaster under the bus. Not only does she protect herself, but the Lockwood Family won’t suffer much impact."
The reason Finn Morgan was a lingering threat was because he was not only an experiment of that underground lab, but also the son of the deputy mayor.
As long as he lives, the relationship between the Lockwood Family and that lab was always at risk of exposure.
So Lucy Lock was determined to remove Finn Morgan at all costs... along with Wilder Sheridan.
Thinking about this, Ann Vaughn’s eyes grew even colder.
"Are you going to the police station to see Xavier Lancaster now?" Sherry looked at the bag in Ann Vaughn’s hand with concern, "What if you get implicated..."
"There’s no such thing as being implicated or not, I owe him more than a single debt of gratitude, I must find a way to repay it." Ann Vaughn glanced at the time, "The press conference starts at two in the afternoon, I still have time."
"What are you planning to do?"
Ann Vaughn smiled faintly but did not answer.
After leaving the clinic, Ann Vaughn did not go to the police station to see Xavier Lancaster as Sherry had guessed.
Instead, she went to the apartment registered under Ron Warren’s name.
She found the key in the flower pot, unlocked the door smoothly, and walked straight towards the bedroom.
The air was filled with a strong medicinal scent, of medium purity, but it was still a bit pungent for Ann Vaughn. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Covering her nose, she continued walking, and finally saw the "item" Xavier Lancaster had entrusted her with over the phone.
...
At 2:15 in the afternoon, at the press conference.
Dozens of cameras were pointed at the stage, the sound of photos being taken continuously, flashes blinding at a glance.
Lucy Lock was seated in the center of the stage, tears falling readily, a look of deep regret yet extreme disappointment.
"Mrs. Lockwood, do you have any comments regarding the arrest of your two sons?" a reporter stood up and asked.
"My eldest son, Zephyr, has always been a shy, introverted, thoughtful, and considerate child. He couldn’t even bear to harm a small animal. I have never believed he could commit murder. I invite everyone to watch a video, and you’ll understand what I mean."
Lucy Lock wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice tender yet firm, embodying a loving mother’s image.
A video played on the screen behind her, showing Zachary Lancaster once working part-time at an animal clinic, caring for abandoned and injured animals.
Seeing the sunny smile on Zachary Lancaster in the video, the reporters below couldn’t help but doubt, was such a compassionate boy the murderer responsible for thirteen cases?
Could there be a misunderstanding?
There was a buzz of discussion below.
Lucy Lock’s lips curled slightly, though her face remained one of extreme anguish.
Just then, the screen suddenly switched, showing a young Xavier Lancaster screaming and biting people.
The next second, blood splattered, and Xavier Lancaster stared forward with blood-red eyes, resembling a young demon, already bearing sharp fangs.
Many people were so startled by the scene that their hearts nearly stopped.
"Gave me a fright... That child’s eyes are terrifying!"
"Someone in the video called him Xavier Lancaster, could this be his childhood self?"
"Compared to his brother, I truly think he’s more like a murderous lunatic, so wild since childhood, no wonder he would..."
Seeing her goal achieved, Lucy Lock feigned just noticing, urgently asking someone to turn off the video.
The reporters below seized the opportunity, raising microphones to ask if there was any hidden truth.
"As you have all seen, my son Xavier has had severe mental illness since childhood." Lucy Lock dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, choking with emotion, "His emotions have never been stable, often doing extreme things, and Zephyr couldn’t bear to see him fall into a bad path, always cleaning up his mess..."
