Chapter 733: Chapter 733: Mommy Got Fooled!
She steadied the Little Dumpling in her arms, suddenly paused, and then weighed him slightly.
After a long silence, Ann Vaughn met Kenny’s big eyes filled with tears and said complexly, "Baby, you seem to have gained weight."
With the chubby weight in her arms, it didn’t seem like he had been mistreated.
Little Dumpling: !!!
His mouth curled down, and he hugged Ann Vaughn’s neck tightly with grievance, feeling furious inside.
So this was the main reason The Archfiend kept feeding him!
Ann Vaughn, amused and exasperated, patted his little head and then thanked Mark Joyce, "Special Assistant Joyce, thank you for bringing Kenny over."
"You don’t have to thank me. Without President Hawthorne’s instructions, I wouldn’t dare to make my own decisions." Mark Joyce nodded politely, "Also, regarding the division of property after your divorce from President Hawthorne..."
Ann Vaughn interrupted him lightly, "No need. I just want Kenny."
Just Kenny.
It meant she didn’t want anything else besides him, including... Cyrus Hawthorne.
Watching Ann Vaughn’s unhesitant appearance, Mark Joyce said in a low voice, "I’ve never seen someone as heartless as you."
For no reason, she sentenced President Hawthorne to death.
Ann Vaughn curled her lips lightly, didn’t say more, picked up Kenny’s luggage boxes, turned back to the room, and closed the door.
When she saw that the person bringing Kenny was Mark Joyce and not him, whether her heart was more ruthless or disappointed, only Ann Vaughn knew.
Just like last night when she left that booth, waiting in front of the elevator for almost half an hour.
But he never came out to find her.
At that moment, Ann Vaughn understood that her fate with Cyrus Hawthorne had probably really ended.
"Come, let Mommy see how your body is." Ann Vaughn placed Kenny on the sofa and then checked his pulse.
With Kenny’s constitution, he would need at least half a year of rest after the surgery to recover to normal standards. Ann Vaughn had already made a complete recuperation plan for him before returning to The Imperial Capital.
But to Ann Vaughn’s surprise, Kenny’s post-operative recovery was quite impressive, probably wouldn’t take half a year.
"Daddy hired a professional medical team to take care of Kenny, and Kenny has been taking his medicine obediently every day. The doctor said the recovery is going very well!" Little Dumpling clung to Ann Vaughn’s neck, refusing to let go, while explaining to her.
Sure enough...
Ann Vaughn pursed her red lips, stroked Kenny’s soft hair, and her clear eyes were somewhat lost.
She was never worried that Cyrus Hawthorne would take care of Kenny.
It was because of this certainty that she agreed to Laura Quinn’s condition to leave The Imperial Capital without any concern.
And the result was just as she expected, being able to nourish Kenny’s weak body into a healthy and optimistic state during his most fragile period showed how much effort was put into it.
Somehow, Ann Vaughn felt that her action to take Kenny back was somehow cruel to Cyrus Hawthorne...
"Mommy," Little Dumpling’s starry eyes rolled around as he said in a childish voice, "Mommy, are you really willing to give Daddy to another woman? Besides Auntie Yates, a lot of women are eyeing Daddy."
"Will Kenny have a half-sister or half-brother in the future?"
Poof——
An arrow right into Ann Vaughn’s heart.
She twitched her mouth and covered Kenny’s eyes with her hand to prevent him from seeing her face showing.
"Mommy and your Daddy are already divorced. He... he can be with whoever he wants, it’s none of Mommy’s business."
Moreover, he already found someone.
The image of Cyrus Hawthorne holding another woman suddenly surfaced in her mind. Ann Vaughn’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, and her heart felt like it was being tightly clenched by a large hand, painfully.
Little Dumpling’s eyes dropped in disappointment, hiding the slyness within them: "Does that mean Kenny won’t have Daddy anymore in the future?"
Ann Vaughn couldn’t stand to see Little Dumpling looking upset, but she couldn’t answer this question.
The situation becoming like this today, causing Kenny to finally have a father only to lose him again, saying she wasn’t guilty was impossible.
"Kenny won’t ask anymore, Mommy, don’t be sad." Little Dumpling kissed Ann Vaughn on the cheek and then said cheerfully, "Kenny forgot something important at Daddy’s, I have to go get it tomorrow."
Ann Vaughn sighed with relief, "Mommy will take you over tomorrow."
"Hmm! Kenny loves Mommy the most!" Little Dumpling snuggled into Ann Vaughn’s arms, wiggling his little bottom and acting cute.
In his heart, he added, he loves Daddy the most too!
The next day.
Last night, when the Little Dumpling who boasted about getting up early, was now sealed tightly in the bed this morning due to dizziness and weakness.
"Ugh, Kenny is fine, Kenny can get up." Little Dumpling rubbed his eyes, straining to get up, looking very remorseful, "Shouldn’t have forgotten to take it yesterday."
Seeing Little Dumpling struggling to get up despite being extremely sleepy, Ann Vaughn quickly stopped him and took the thermometer from under his arm.
Thirty-six point five degrees, normal body temperature.
The pulse was also without any abnormality, and judging from Little Dumpling’s state, it seemed to simply be from lack of sleep and low spirits.
Probably engaging in mischievous activities late at night on his little phone again.
Ann Vaughn sighed at his listless appearance, "You rest at home, Mommy will go get it for you."
"Will it be too troublesome for Mommy?"
"What a silly thing to say." Ann Vaughn chuckled, stood up and instructed him, "Sleep a little more, and when Mommy comes back, she’ll bring breakfast for you and your godmother."
Little Dumpling blinked his moist eyes, watching Ann Vaughn leave the room.
The little mouth hidden under the covers slowly curled into a sly smile.
Heh heh, Mommy was tricked!
...
Villa No. 8.
Worried that she might be stopped at the gate again, Ann Vaughn informed Uncle Dexter beforehand and entered smoothly.
Having not set foot here in half a month, Ann Vaughn felt like she had entered a different world.
"Young Madam." Upon seeing Ann Vaughn, Uncle Dexter immediately came forward, his voice brimming with unspeakable excitement, "You’re finally back, I knew the news about your divorce with the young master was just a rumor."
Upon hearing this, Ann Vaughn tasted the bitterness in her lips, briefly explained to Uncle Dexter, "It’s not a rumor, Cyrus and I are really divorced."
Not giving Uncle Dexter a chance to continue asking, Ann Vaughn continued, "Uncle Dexter, I’m going upstairs to get something, you don’t have to mind me, just carry on with your work."
"Young Madam..." Uncle Dexter wanted to say something more, but Ann Vaughn had already turned and went upstairs.
He sighed, suddenly remembering, Cyrus Hawthorne didn’t go to the company today.