Zachary Sutton couldn’t help but ask, "Did you see who was driving at the time?" Vivian Lynch shook her head, "No, but judging from the car model, it should be a woman’s sports car." Upon hearing this, Caden Hawthorne clenched his fist, a flicker of anger in his eyes, and said viciously, "Whoever it is, if they dare to harm you and the child, I’ll ruin their family." Zachary Sutton could see that Master Hawthorne was serious this time. After all, currently, Vivian Lynch and the baby in her womb are Master Hawthorne’s lifeline. Zachary Sutton couldn’t help but say, "Master Hawthorne, don’t worry! Bryan Coleman has already sent people to investigate. I believe there will be results soon." Caden Hawthorne remained silent, his gaze still fixed on Vivian Lynch, as if fearing she might have another accident. Vivian Lynch felt Caden Hawthorne’s tension and gently held his hand, "Caden, don’t worry too much, the baby and I will be fine." Stella Fletcher also comforted, "Vivian is right, the most important thing now is to rest well and recover quickly." Caden Hawthorne took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "Vivian, rest well now. I’ll stay by you and the baby’s side." Vivian Lynch nodded and suddenly thought of something, asked, "By the way, where’s Uncle Hughes? I saw he seemed to get a head injury, how is he now?" Caden Hawthorne frowned slightly, answering, "Uncle Hughes is still unconscious. The doctors are doing their best to treat him. But don’t worry, he will be okay." Vivian Lynch was filled with worry. "I hope Uncle Hughes gets better soon. If it weren’t for his quick reaction this time, the consequences would be unimaginable." Caden Hawthorne couldn’t help holding her hand, saying, "This time, it was also thanks to you moving Uncle Hughes to a safe place in time. Had the car exploded, the consequences would be unimaginable." Speaking of this, Caden Hawthorne looked pained, seeing her with a big belly, ignoring her own abdominal pain to pull Simon Hughes out of the car. He’s still somewhat afraid; if anything had really happened to Vivian Lynch, he might regret it for a lifetime. He regrets that he shouldn’t have let her leave alone back then, he should’ve stayed by her side all the time. Vivian Lynch looked gently at Caden Hawthorne. "I couldn’t just watch something happen to Uncle Hughes. At that moment, I didn’t think much, just wanted to save him quickly." Stella Fletcher said moved, "Vivian, you are really brave, but you can’t take risks again." Caden Hawthorne brought Vivian Lynch’s hand to his lips, kissing it tenderly, "No more putting yourself in danger. You and the baby are the most important." Just then, a nurse walked in, saying, "Surgery just called, the patient in bed 43 has woken up, are you the patient’s family?" Upon hearing this, Riley Hawthorne quickly nodded, "We are." "Then you should go and check on him!" Hearing this, Zachary Sutton couldn’t help but say, "Riley, I’ll go with you to check on Uncle Hughes!" Riley Hawthorne nodded, "Sure." As soon as the words fell, they left the ward to visit Butler Hughes in the surgical ward. Caden Hawthorne looked at Stella Fletcher, who was still in the ward, and couldn’t help but say, "Miss Fletcher, you’ve worked hard tonight, you should go back! I’ll take care of Vivian." Stella Fletcher nodded slightly. "Alright, Vivian, get some rest, I’ll visit you tomorrow." Vivian Lynch smiled in response. "Stella, thank you. You should go rest as well." After Stella Fletcher left, the ward only had Caden Hawthorne and Vivian Lynch. Caden Hawthorne held Vivian Lynch’s hand tightly, eyes full of tenderness and pain. "Vivian, you must take good care of yourself in the future, don’t make me worry so much," Caden Hawthorne said softly. Vivian Lynch leaned against the pillow, looking at Caden Hawthorne’s tense expression, filled with emotion. "I know, Caden, I will be more careful from now on." Celestial Hotel, room 888. Yvonne York arrived at the agreed place, hesitated for a moment, but still knocked on the door. The door opened, and it was a bodyguard who opened it. Yvonne York took a deep breath and, with a nervous heart, entered the room. Inside the room, a mysterious man sat on the sofa, wearing a mask, with six bodyguards standing behind him. As soon as Yvonne York entered, she felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. "Did you...did you call me?" "Come over," the mysterious man gestured to her. Yvonne York forced herself to walk over. The next second, the man stood up and pinched her jaw, "Do you know why I called you here?" Yvonne York trembled, involuntarily lowering her head, her voice trembling, "I, I don’t know." Unexpectedly, the mysterious man sneered the next second and slapped Yvonne York across the face. Yvonne York clutched her face, looking at the man in disbelief. "I detest people who act on their own the most," the mysterious man glanced at her coldly, "If you dare to act without permission again, Yvonne York, you know the consequences." Hearing this, a flash of fear passed through Yvonne York’s eyes, and she quickly said, "It wasn’t me, it was my useless sister. She found someone, and she was the one driving the car, it has nothing to do with me." "Without your tacit permission, would Yara help you harm Vivian Lynch?" the mysterious man couldn’t help shouting. Seeing the man’s reaction, Yvonne York suddenly laughed, "Could it be that you’ve fallen for Vivian Lynch?" The mysterious man, hearing this, grabbed her throat, "What nonsense are you talking?" "What? Are you nervous? Or maybe I’ve seen through your intentions?" Yvonne York didn’t stop, speaking more fiercely and angrily, "I just don’t understand why you keep helping Vivian Lynch again and again, what’s so great about her? Why do so many people like her?" "Enough nonsense, Yvonne York. You still have dirt on you in my hands, you’d better not test my patience. Otherwise, I’ll make you die a miserable death." After speaking, the mysterious man released Yvonne York’s neck, turning his back on her. Hearing this, Yvonne York laughed slightly, her smile a bit deranged, "Why are you so mad? Isn’t it just what you wanted, with Vivian Lynch’s child gone?" The mysterious man suddenly turned around, an intense anger in his eyes. "I said not to touch Vivian Lynch. Why won’t you listen?" Yvonne York wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes full of resentment. "I just want to take back what’s mine. Caden is mine, and no one can take him away." The mysterious man snorted coldly, "Do you think you can keep this from Caden Hawthorne? You are too naive." Yvonne York bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. "Then why are you helping Vivian Lynch? What’s your motive?" Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽 The mysterious man remained silent for a moment, then slowly said, "My motives are not for you to know. You just need to remember not to lay hands on Vivian Lynch again, or suffer the consequences." Yvonne York opened her mouth, just about to say something. The mysterious man turned around, coldly instructing, "Think carefully, without me, the York Family would be nothing but scattered sand." Yvonne York bit her lip but ultimately said nothing more. Hearing this, Yvonne York looked at the mysterious man’s decisive back, her heart filled with hatred, but she dared not show it. She could only lower her head and reply, "Yes."