Chapter 489

Hayes watched Yuna’s face with a heart full of hope, feeling a sourness at the tip of his nose, and his eyes brimming with tears, ready to spill over in helpless sorrow.

Yuna simply pulled Hayes into a warm embrace.

“Oh, you silly boy, I’m your momma, and I’m your kin. How could I ever not love you?”

Hearing her words, Hayes’ tears flowed freely, unrestrained. But what he didn’t know was just how much malice and venom lurked in the so-called “kin’s” eyes at that very moment!

The following morning.

After everyone had left the Winston Mansion, Yuna quietly took Hayes off to the hospital.

She knew she could find a way to draw Hayes’ blood, no matter what. But she still took the chance and brought Hayes in for a blood compatibility test.

If the life of this little bastard could save Manley’s life, then it’s even better.

As they waited for the results, Yuna stood by the window, her gaze fixed outside, while Hayes sat silently on a bench in the corner.

Suddenly, he saw Manley, dressed in a hospital gown, rushing out of nowhere, grabbing his hand and dragging him toward the exit.

“Mute! Why did you even come to the hospital? You’ve got to get out of here!”

Hayes was bewildered, looking at him without understanding.

“You’re such an idiot! A big, big idiot! Get out of here, now!”

Manley was frantic, sweat beading on his forehead as he pushed Hayes toward the elevator.

Hayes clung to a railing, opened his mouth, and with difficulty and said, “I want to save you!”

“Who needs you to save me! I don’t need your saving! If you don’t leave now, it’ll be too late!”

For the first time, Manley showed concern for Hayes.

After all, everyone starts out good at heart. If only Yuna, his mother, hadn’t filled Manley’s head with wicked thoughts, he wouldn’t be so defiant.

But he was only three years old, and his goodness still lingered.

He was genuinely afraid that Hayes would be bled dry by mommy and left for dead!

But Hayes knew nothing, looking at him confusedly, “What do you mean… too late?”

Manley was desperate to tell Hayes the truth but looked around for a place where they could talk in private. That’s when he saw mommy approaching with a stern face.

Manley’s heart skipped a beat, and in a fit of impulse, he lashed out at Hayes, “You dumb mute! I don’t want to see you! Get lost! I don’t want your blood, it’s foul! It’s dirty! I hate you! Get away from me!”

Yuna swept in from behind and scooped Manley up in her arms, “What’s going on here?”

Hayes was visibly uncomfortable. He didn’t understand what got into Manley.

“Mommy! I don’t want the mute’s blood! He’s all filthy, aren’t you scared that if he gives me his blood, I’ll turn into a filthy kid too?”

Yuna was taken aback. How did Manley know about the blood transfusion? No one had told him!

Damn it! This must be that little brat’s doing!

She gritted her teeth, glaring venomously at Hayes, “Did you tell him?”

Hayes shook his head quickly.

He hadn’t mentioned the blood transfusion; he only said he wanted to save him, nothing more.

At that moment, a young nurse intern rushed to Yuna with a report in hand, “Ms. Lockwood, the results are in.”

Manley, hearing this, became frantic, crying and shouting, “I don’t want it! I don’t want the mute’s blood!”

The intern paused, thinking how deeply these brothers must care for each other.

Smiling, she patted Manley’s head and soothed, “Don’t worry, little guy, we won’t let your brother give you a transfusion!”

Yuna’s eyes widened, staring at the intern with a threatening intensity, “What do you mean by that?”

The intern showed the report, “Ms. Lockwood, Hayes’ blood type does match Manley’s, but we’ve got some good news. We found a match in the blood bank for Manley, an adult whose blood type matches, and we’ve contacted him. He’s agreed to donate for Manley. So, Hayes doesn’t need to do the transfusion, which is great news, right?”