CHAPTER 75: CHAPTER 75: YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A VESSEL FOR A HEART

"What are you saying?" Howard Vaughn reprimanded Jade Shepherd lightly, then forcefully stuffed the bank card into Ann Vaughn’s hand, "Take this money and spend it, if it’s not enough, ask Dad for more."

Ann Vaughn lowered her gaze, looked at the bank card in her hand for a while, and placed it on the table, staring straight at them, "If you have something to say, just say it directly."

When Cynthia was in a car accident as a child and needed a blood transfusion, and their blood type happened to match, it was like this.

It was the same in high school when Cynthia got into serious trouble.

The first time they bought her pretty new clothes, the first time they showed her concern, the first time they smiled at her...

But what awaited her afterward was invariably a dark, bottomless abyss.

"Your sister’s heart condition has worsened, and the hospital can’t find a suitable heart donor, only your heart can match, in case Cynthia’s condition can’t hold up any longer, we hope you..."

Before Howard could finish speaking, Ann interrupted his slow voice, "Hope I donate my heart to Cynthia, is that right?"

Ann’s bright eyes fixed on them, and also at Cynthia, who appeared smug, while her heart still harbored a trace of expectation for them.

As long as they shook their heads and denied, she could forgive what Cynthia previously did to her and no longer blame them for forcing her to marry in her place.

She was their family too, wasn’t she?

But reality never goes as one wishes.

"Your sister’s body is fragile, she has had to take medicine for conditioning since she was young, you are much healthier than her, why can’t you think more for your sister?"

Jade Shepherd patted Cynthia’s hand to comfort her, while coldly reprimanding Ann, "Your sister always misses you and is good to you, whatever you do for her is what you should do, isn’t it?"

Isn’t it?

Ann just felt her heart constricting fiercely, the air in the room was so heavy it made her feel suffocated.

It took her a long time to exhale, looking disappointedly at Jade Shepherd, "From childhood to adulthood, haven’t I done enough for her, taking the blame and covering up?"

"So little that you’re still not satisfied and want my heart for her? I’m a person too, I’ll die without this heart, do you know that?"

"Then can you bear to see your sister’s condition continue to worsen, with life nearly gone lying on the hospital bed looking pitiful?" Howard remained gentle, "Annie, you are the elder sister, you should act like an elder sister."

"I’m sick of hearing that." Ann sneered, an endless sense of fatigue surged to her heart, making her voice somewhat powerless, "Since you wanted me to donate more blood to her."

Already sick of hearing it.

She had compromised again and again, hoped and then disappointed, already numbed.

Jade Shepherd’s face became somewhat ugly, "Ann Vaughn, don’t be shameless! Let me tell you, you were born to be a heart vessel for Cynthia! Had we not known earlier about Cynthia’s heart issues, you would have been sent back to the countryside to be an orphan!"

She looked at Ann’s face turning pale instantly, her tone showing no mercy at all.

"If you still regard us as your parents, do as we say and immediately divorce President Hawthorne. Just look, how does Cynthia not surpass you? Vaughn Pharmaceuticals’ future must be entrusted to her to flourish! Your ability to do something for her and replace The Vaughn Group is the blessing you earned from your past life!"

If there were outsiders present at this moment, it’s hard to imagine such harsh and venomous words.

Would come from a mother’s mouth.

For the sake of one daughter’s future, sacrificing the life of another.

They say both sides of a hand are flesh, but the flesh on the back of the hand is always thinner.

Jade never felt she was being cruel to Ann, she allowed her to stay in the Vaughn Family and even married her into the Hawthorne Family, wasn’t that good enough?

What’s more, she always knew Ann’s weak spot was this family bond, as long as she threatened with it, she wasn’t afraid that this stubborn girl wouldn’t agree.

It’s said that the subconscious habits humans inherit in their bones are most harmful.

Ann almost compromised under the threatening gaze of Jade.

But

she didn’t want to compromise anymore.

Ann looked at Jade’s disgusted indifferent expression, and Howard’s seemingly detached yet reproachful gaze, fingers constantly clenched, suddenly laughed, with a glint at her eye’s corner.

"I treat you as my closest family, but have you ever once treated me sincerely? Since you used me to replace Cynthia in marrying into the Hawthorne Family to save yourself, your place in my heart has become worthless."

"I am your daughter too, but in your eyes, I am merely a healthy vessel for Cynthia."

"In that case, I also don’t have such cold-blooded heartless parents. Handle yourselves well, this is something I will never agree to."

After speaking, Ann glanced at Cynthia whose smug expression gradually faded, concealing the disappointment at the bottom of her eyes, and turned to leave.

She no longer cared about Jade’s furious and uncontrolled tirade, nor Howard’s stern reprimand, without looking back.

Once outside, feeling the fresh air, Ann felt the oppressive mood in her chest lighten slightly.

But she didn’t feel relaxed at all.

The dull pain in her chest was like a heavy stone pressing down, aching enough to make her eyes sore.

They all wanted her heart, her life to fulfill Cynthia’s health and future.

No one, no one considered her feelings, whether she was willing.

After a while, Ann finally reached out and patted her cheek, trying to wake herself up a bit, to stop thinking about this mess.

Just as she was walking downstairs, she was suddenly stopped by Cynthia, "Ann Vaughn!"

Ann frowned slightly, just as she paused and turned to look, she saw Cynthia had somehow appeared behind her, reaching out both hands to push her forward!

Fortunately, Ann reacted in time, quickly grabbing the beads hanging beside the stairs, dodging her push.

However, Cynthia, who had used all her strength trying to push Ann down the stairs, didn’t have such luck; in the instant Ann dodged, she lost her balance and fell down seven steps!

The harder she pushed, the harder the fall.

Ann had just steadied herself and saw Cynthia had fallen at the bottom of the stairs, she was alarmed and hurried down.

Cynthia has a heart condition, can’t bear such a fall, she passed out directly, Ann almost suspected she didn’t care about her life.

She immediately took out her phone to call an ambulance, only to find her shoulder suddenly lifted and viciously thrown aside.

"Ann, Vaughn!" Cyrus Hawthorne’s cold voice carried dense malice, and his look at Ann was as if looking at a dead person, endless murderous intent piercing deeply.

Ann, having been thrown into the stair railing by him, felt waves of pain in her abdomen, the pain was enough to change her complexion completely.