Chapter 538: Chapter 538: Matched Bone Marrow
Looking at his unrestrained expression, Ann Vaughn felt both embarrassed and annoyed. She gritted her teeth and lowered her head to bite his chest!
The man, who had been calm and at ease moments before, changed his expression suddenly. He let out a muffled groan, and the cool, picturesque brows furrowed.
"Don’t mess around." Cyrus Hawthorne warned her in a low voice, his deep voice commanding. He grasped her slender waist with one hand and her fair wrist with the other, forcing her to release her bite. "I see you don’t want to sleep."
A dangerous sensation swept through her body. The fear from the incident in the bathroom made Ann Vaughn shrink back, silently climbing onto his chest.
"There’s some good news, want to hear?" After calming the internal turmoil, Cyrus Hawthorne released Ann Vaughn’s wrist and spoke again.
Ann Vaughn glanced at Kenny, who was sleeping sweetly beside her, and whispered, "What good news?"
"We found a suitable bone marrow match."
Ann Vaughn: !!!
At the moment she heard the words, Ann Vaughn almost jumped up in excitement. But remembering Kenny was still asleep, she barely restrained the joy inside.
Her face flushed red with excitement, and she covered her mouth hard to stop herself from shouting with happiness.
"And then? When can we do the surgery?" After adjusting her mood, Ann Vaughn pinched her palm and asked in a low voice.
"It’s currently the only example that matches with Kenny." Cyrus Hawthorne looked down at her, suppressing the excitement on her small face, his narrow eyes flashing a smile. "But the other side is still hesitating, it needs some more time."
However, the truth was not as casual as Cyrus Hawthorne made it seem.
Since learning that Kenny was diagnosed with leukemia, he began to search thoroughly for a bone marrow match for Kenny.
Less than a month ago, a matching bone marrow was finally found, but there were uncontrollable issues on the match’s side, which delayed it until today.
"Having hope is better than none at all!" Ann Vaughn felt a sourness at the tip of her nose. She knew how hard it was to find a matching bone marrow; otherwise, they would not have thought of using umbilical cord blood to save Kenny.
Thinking about it, she couldn’t help but stretch out her hand and embrace Cyrus Hawthorne’s neck, giving a "pop" kiss on his chin.
"Quinn, thank you."
Cyrus Hawthorne’s narrow eyes deepened: "The word ’thank you,’ once and no more."
Between him and her, they never needed to say thank you.
Considering the Little Dumpling was still sleeping next to them, the two didn’t make much noise, but the shadows cast onto the wall, alternating suggestively, made one’s face blush and heart race to shut their eyes.
"Mommy, are you playing that game you played in the bathroom that day?"
Suddenly, a sleepy little voice sounded from beside them, instantly causing the two, who were engaged in mischief, to stiffen and turn their heads simultaneously.
Kenny’s big eyes were slightly open, watching them curiously and sleepily.
Ann Vaughn couldn’t bother with embarrassment, hearing Kenny’s words about "the game played in the bathroom," leaving her baffled: "What game?"
"Just when Mommy was crying in the bathroom that day, afterward, Kenny asked The Archfiend, and he said you were playing a game and that Mommy lost, needing to be punished."
The Little Dumpling, without any burden, just sold out his Dad. After speaking, he yawned and fell asleep again.
Ann Vaughn: ???
Is this how the man teaches the baby???
"Cyrus Hawthorne!" Ann Vaughn angrily and embarrassedly pinched Cyrus Hawthorne’s firm waist, almost getting her hand hurt by his hard abdominal muscles. Her pretty face became even more annoyed, "You’re not allowed to touch me again!"
Just thinking about that day’s incident made her want to ascend to the heavens.
How could their son have heard it too!
She felt like she didn’t need saving; she was done for.
The man groaned again, the abdominal muscles she pinched in resentment didn’t hurt but instead, her lift there brought the already burning emotions to an extreme.
But in contrast, that little arsonist, with her unruly mindset, had already got up from him, returned to her sleeping spot, and turned her back on him with a huff.
Cyrus Hawthorne: "..."
Uh-oh.
...
The next day.
Due to last night’s incident, Ann Vaughn didn’t give Cyrus Hawthorne a good face all morning. After sending Kenny to kindergarten, she went to the company.
The interview was arranged in her office. After her assistant greeted her, she walked into the office alone.
At the same time, the figure sitting on the sofa turned, meeting Ann Vaughn’s gaze.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly stilled.
Ann Vaughn frowned slightly, looking surprised at the man sitting on the sofa: "Why is it you?"
The message she sent to the assistant last night clearly stated that the second person was to come for an interview at the company.
But now sitting here... How could it be Elias Hawthorne?!
Elias Hawthorne stood up, his light blue eyes fixedly gazing at her, still with a dumbfounded look.
Ann Vaughn’s mouth twitched. She worried about Elias not only because he might have some undisclosed secrets with Jane Sheridan, but because he appeared genuinely out of it.
He didn’t like talking, relying entirely on guesswork for his thoughts.
If he had to negotiate in the future, would he use his naivety to outwit opponents?
"Be good, this isn’t a place for fun. I’ll play with you when I have time in the future." Ann Vaughn took a deep breath, went over, patted Elias Hawthorne’s head, and used a soothing tone to speak to him.
Elias Hawthorne’s eyes dimmed, standing still, "Interview."
What?
Ann Vaughn almost thought she heard wrong, the smile on her red lips fading somewhat.
After a moment of silence, she took out her phone to confirm the message she sent to the assistant yesterday.
But then she saw, the "second person" she had referred to, the number two—not known when it had become one...
Ann Vaughn’s clear eyes squinted slightly, her heart sinking suddenly.
She was sure she sent the message to the assistant asking for the second person to come for the interview, not Elias.
Ha, it is quite interesting indeed.
What was their purpose in going to such lengths to enter her company?
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Ann Vaughn’s mind. Ultimately, she put away her phone and pretended nothing had happened while saying to Elias Hawthorne: "Your resume is impressive, but I’m more interested in seeing your actual capabilities."
Elias Hawthorne said nothing, his beautiful light blue eyes continuously focused on her.
Seeing his intention, Ann Vaughn walked straight to her desk, picked up a document from it, and handed it to Elias Hawthorne: "You have three days. If you can convince these people to agree to relocate from Mount Verne, you’ll have successfully passed the interview."
Elias Hawthorne took the document and began looking through it.
Mount Verne was the barren mountain that Shuhua Vaughn gave Ann Vaughn, situated in The Western Suburbs of the Imperial Capital. Because it was some distance from Marinia, the Vaughn Family hadn’t specially sent anyone to manage it.