CHAPTER 936: CHAPTER 936: THIS WOMAN RAN AWAY!

As he spoke, Josiah Keaton tapped his fingers on the back of the chair next to him.

Ann Vaughn noticed a group of men with sunglasses appearing around the restaurant, all staring intently in her direction.

After a silent pause of two seconds, Ann Vaughn earnestly asked, "Could you have confused me with someone else? Actually, my name isn’t Aquarelle Vaughn..."

"Haha." Josiah Keaton bit into a cigarette, looking at her coolly, "I investigated after leaving the hotel last night. Your real name is Ann Vaughn, Aquarelle Vaughn is just your alias meant for the public."

"Ann Vaughn, you’re really something, tricking me for so long without even revealing your real name!"

With these words, the waiter came to a brief standstill, giving Ann Vaughn a strange look, and then placed the dish on the table.

Ann Vaughn unintentionally met the waiter’s gaze, which felt like judging her, causing her to twitch at the corner of her mouth.

Seeing that pretending would no longer work, Ann Vaughn simply laid it out, "You keep saying I deceived your feelings, so you have to give me a reason, right?"

"A reason?" Josiah Keaton gritted his teeth, initially intending to light the cigarette but then reconsidered and pocketed the lighter, lazily lowering his eyelids.

The first time he met Ann Vaughn was in Professor Rox’s laboratory.

At the time, there was a virus research project, and he needed Professor Rox’s assistance to complete it.

However, Professor Rox pointed to a girl sitting beside the instruments and said to him, "That’s my last disciple, her name is Aquarelle Vaughn, and her research on viruses has already surpassed mine."

Josiah Keaton found it absurd at the time.

Given Professor Rox’s authority and expertise, how could a little girl compare?

In fact, she could.

She was like an invisible treasure trove, impossible to glean much from the surface, yet if dug deeper, amazing treasures emerge.

In less than half a month, she developed a breakthrough solution to restrain the virus, and successfully created an antidote within a month.

That achievement made a huge impact in the medical field, causing her status to rise significantly.

But she remained as usual, arriving at the lab on time and leaving last every day, never letting external factors change her life trajectory.

Seemingly ordinary, yet not without a highlight...

"Dr. Keaton’s eyes are so beautiful, they seem to see through misty rivers and lakes, making one want to sail through them."

"Dr. Keaton’s way of holding a scalpel is so sexy, reminding me of the saying, ’God does not save those in suffering.’ I guess that might be why God sent Dr. Keaton down to earth."

"Dr. Keaton appears gentle, yet his Taekwondo skills are impressive. I think the hero many girls dreamt of as children would look just like Dr. Keaton."

"Dr. Keaton..."

Her vocabulary seemed endless and inexhaustible, as varying praises slipped out of her mouth without any repetition.

Especially when she spoke those words, she would always seriously gaze at him, with her beautiful eyes curving into crescent moons as she smiled, luminous as diamonds, dazzling.

As if her eyes saw no one else but him, focused and gentle, utterly captivating.

— Who could resist?

No matter if anyone else could resist, the eternally single Dr. Keaton was definitively and overwhelmingly captivated.

But right when he had chosen the restaurant, ordered the bouquet, bought the gift, preparing to confess to Ann Vaughn...

This woman fled!

Dr. Keaton’s breakdown at that moment was imaginable.

"Speak!" Josiah Keaton glared at Ann Vaughn across from him, his eyes fierce like a watchdog’s, "Were you deceiving my feelings?"

Ann Vaughn was utterly dumbfounded.

Did all those cheesy words truly come from her mouth??

After a long while, Ann Vaughn returned to her senses, dryly saying, "Well, since you already see who I really am, you should know spending all that effort on me isn’t worth it, right? So why don’t you let..."

"Nice try." Josiah Keaton clenched his teeth, "You made me spend a year with nothing in my head but surgeries and you, even causing me to dream of you every night only to wake up facing nothing—do you think this can just be written off?!"

The waiter serving on the side: "..." It’s truly heart-wrenching, yet somehow the lemons she speaks of make her mouth even sourer.

Ann Vaughn’s head was overwhelmed hearing this, "Wait... So you’re here to chase me down just to dump me, as revenge for my sudden disappearance back then, is that it?"

"Nice try. If you end up in my grasp again, you’d best not think you can run away in this lifetime. I would torment you for an eternity," Josiah Keaton snorted coldly.

Saying this, Josiah Keaton naturally pushed a plate of peeled shrimp towards Ann Vaughn.

Then he promptly ladled a bowl of chicken soup and placed it beside Ann Vaughn’s hand, still wearing a grumpy expression.

A passerby waiter couldn’t resist leaving teardrops of a single dog, realizing this is what torment looks like—she too wanted to have it.

Ann Vaughn looked at the pile of food in front of her, silent.

She reasonably suspected that Josiah Keaton intended to feed her to death.

After dinner, Josiah Keaton drove to the underground parking lot to bring up the car, while Ann Vaughn stood by the roadside playing with her phone waiting for him.

"Hey, isn’t that Ann Vaughn?"

Amidst the buzz, Ann Vaughn suddenly heard someone calling her name.

Turning her head, she saw two unfamiliar girls walking towards her.

"Who are you...?" Ann Vaughn looked at them in confusion.

"No way." The girl in a mini skirt laughed exaggeratedly, "It’s only been a few years and you’ve already forgotten your old classmates? I even borrowed your notes when we were in school."

"And me, I even sat next to you for a period. You surely haven’t forgotten me too, right?"

Old classmates?

Ann Vaughn clenched her fingers, her lips curved into a smile, "I have a vague impression, but I don’t remember clearly."

"That’s really sad, considering how well we got on before."

Despite the words, neither of the girls’ faces showed any sadness, jovially chatting with Ann Vaughn about past times.

Ann Vaughn listened attentively, hoping to find some clues about her past.

Unfortunately, before they could talk much, Josiah Keaton’s car pulled in.

"Seems it’s not a good time today, barely said a few words... Annie, how about we get together tonight?" The mini skirt girl suggested enthusiastically.

"Right, last month we tried contacting you for a class reunion, you didn’t answer. We thought you didn’t want to talk to us."

Given that they have her phone number, it indicates that there’s usually contact.

Perhaps she can learn more about her past from them...

Thinking this, Ann Vaughn smiled and nodded, exchanging WeChat contacts with them.