Chapter 421: Chapter 421: Growing Discontent Toward Her
Although she didn’t explicitly say that Wilder was wrong, it was implied in her words.
The disappointment Wilder had just suppressed rose again in his heart.
In the past, Jane was also like this. Between him and his father or elder brother, as she said, if one side was wrong, then as the younger son, he was supposed to take responsibility for the mistake.
No matter if it was his fault or not, because a man should act that way.
Whenever he wanted to do something he desired, wanted his own ideas, she would always say, "Doing this will make dad unhappy. He doesn’t like you doing these things."
He originally thought that what she said and did was for his own good, to make him a real man.
If it weren’t for a comparison, Wilder would probably always believe this.
It was also because of this that he deliberately gave Ann a hard time by taking her on a racing spree that day, to vent the frustration of his father’s stern ban on touching racing again.
So when he was racing, he had no scruples at all, not considering Ann’s feelings.
What truly surprised him was her attitude.
She could have refused his unreasonable request or ordered him to stop and let her get off before the race started.
But she only pretended to be angry and told him to stop when they were near the finish line. She seemed angry, yet there was no hint of blame.
It might not seem like much at first glance, but upon closer examination, one could sense her gentleness.
It gave him the feeling of being truly indulged by an elder sister.
"I’m a bit tired, going upstairs to rest." Wilder suddenly felt a bit weary, a faint pain in his heart. After saying this, he turned and walked away.
"Wilder, are you upset because your sister spoke for Cynthia? Why do you still get jealous like you did when you were little?" Seeing his unusual expression, Jane thought he was jealous and smiled as she spoke.
Wilder didn’t answer her. It was unclear whether he walked away without hearing her or if he was displeased with her.
However, Jane didn’t mind even if that was the case.
Among The Sheridan Family, Wilder was the easiest to placate. As long as she was gentle and patient, no matter how childish his tantrum, the control remained in her hands.
With a gentle tug, he would come back.
Otherwise, as an adopted daughter in The Sheridan Family, she wouldn’t have lived so comfortably for so many years.
"Eli." Jane was about to leave but quickly showed a gentle smile and greeted softly upon seeing Elliot approaching.
Elliot glanced at her indifferently, "Wilder is no longer a child. You shouldn’t treat him as you did when he was young, making him do everything according to your will."
Jane’s whole body stiffened, her blood seemingly frozen, a chilling fear taking hold.
"I-I didn’t boss Wilder around, I just meant well for him..."
"It better be that way." Elliot chuckled softly and then pushed the door open to enter the study.
Leaving Jane, full of fear, standing there, too scared to even move.
She recalled someone’s evaluation of Elliot.
As a noble man, gentle as the wind, upright and polite, humble and mild.
Yet his actions were like flashes of blades and swords, killing invisibly!
...
Two days later.
Little Dumpling had woken up, but the aftereffects of the high fever had not yet disappeared.
——Vocal cord damage, temporarily not advisable to speak.
Little Dumpling’s immune system was already weak, and it always took a long time to recover whenever he got sick, but vocal cord damage had never happened before.
Even though the doctor said he would recover soon, Ann couldn’t help but worry.
"Mommy, I want to eat Wang’s sticky rice dumplings." Kenny gently poked Ann’s hand and showed her the writing board, a big smile spreading across his pale little face.
"Okay, Mommy will go buy them for you." Ann snapped out of her thoughts, her heart warmed by Little Dumpling’s smile, hugged him tightly, and then went over to the sofa to grab her bag.
Uncle Dexter came in just in time to hear her and quickly said, "Miss Vaughn, I’ll go buy them. Just tell me the address."
"No need, Uncle Dexter." Ann smiled, "The place is a bit remote. You won’t find it without someone guiding you. Please take care of Kenny; I’ll be back soon."
With that, she waved to Kenny and left the ward.
After the door closed, Kenny retracted his obedient and cute smile and took out the pocket mirror from under his pillow.
Mommy had been distracted a lot in the past two days, and her eyes were always red. Something must have happened.
But all related topics had been thoroughly blocked, making it impossible to even search for such a thing, let alone find out the whole story.
"Which boss is so straightforward and rude? Even the keywords are blocked across the internet?" Kenny muttered to himself, tapping his little chubby hands until finally he managed to recover some related information.
The first thing that caught his eye was a short video.
After watching the contents of the video, Kenny frowned heavily, his little mouth pursed tightly.
He remembered that aunt, the mother of the brat who said he would be abandoned by Mommy that day.
He didn’t expect she was actually Mommy’s aunt.
And slandering his Mommy before so many media outlets was utterly unforgivable!
Wait, media?!
As if something had struck him, Kenny’s eyes suddenly widened.
Those media outlets might be lurking around the hospital to dig up first-hand news!
Thinking of this, Kenny immediately dialed Ann’s phone.
But no one answered.
Of course, it wouldn’t be answered, because as soon as Ann stepped out of the hospital building, she was surrounded by a group of reporters who had been waiting around!
"Miss Vaughn, is what your aunt said true? You aren’t the Vaughn Family’s biological daughter?!"
"Mr. and Mrs. Vaughn were kind-hearted to adopt you as their daughter, yet you led to the Vaughn Family’s bankruptcy, and Mr. and Mrs. Vaughn are missing! Does your conscience bother you?"
"Hailey Vaughn accused you of using the identity of the Vaughn Family’s daughter to inherit the traditional Chinese medicine knowledge from Old Master Vaughn, which was meant solely for Vaughn Family members. Do you feel guilty?"
"Since you are not the Vaughn Family’s daughter, could you tell us who your biological parents are? Do you know this?"
"Please answer our questions!"
The barrage of questions from all directions made Ann’s mind roar, the knots in her heart that had slightly loosened over the past two days now tightened again, becoming a dead knot...
Leaving her without even the strength to refute the reporters, it was as if her ability to act was completely gone.
Because... what these people said wasn’t wrong.
She had inherited the traditional Chinese medicine knowledge that was only meant for the Vaughn Family members; she was the only one in her generation to do so.
Toward Jade Shepherd and Howard Vaughn, she could be guilt-free and clear.
But towards her grandfather, the guilt suppressing her heart left her unable to refute what these people said.
"Hey, who pushed me—" The reporters who were frantically jostling Ann were suddenly pushed aside irresistibly.
Some reporters were about to curse out loud but immediately fell silent when they saw a row of tall and imposing men standing in front of them with murderous looks.