CHAPTER 107: CHAPTER 107: NATHANIEL GALLAGHER, I REALLY DIDN’T—DON’T TOUCH ME

Her body was tightly bound, making her feel like her bones were about to break.

Josephine Thompson struggled to open her eyes and realized that someone really had lifted her up.

"Put me down, who are you, Evelyn, Evelyn..."

Unfortunately...

Evelyn Thorne had already disappeared.

Ruby was also intoxicated, passed out on the sofa.

Josephine Thompson’s consciousness grew increasingly blurry as she struggled with all her might.

"Clatter!"

A hairpin fell to the ground.

Her long black hair cascaded down, swaying with the man’s steps.

She had no idea where her shoes had gone, her slender, fair calves resting against the man’s arm.

"Cough, cough, where are you taking me?"

Josephine Thompson’s head felt increasingly heavy, and her vision was blurring.

The only thing she could see was the man’s chiseled jawline.

Vaguely, it seemed like Nathaniel Gallagher.

But she couldn’t clearly see his face, nor understand her true situation.

...

Ten minutes later.

"Click!"

The hotel room door opened.

Josephine Thompson was completely drunk and lost consciousness briefly.

When she regained some awareness.

She felt as if ants were crawling all over her body.

It seemed like someone was frantically kissing her, leaving her nearly breathless.

"Uh... No..."

Just as she was about to suffocate.

The other party finally let go of her, then voraciously devoured her neck, and beyond...

In her daze.

She seemed to forget that she and Nathaniel Gallagher were already divorced.

She subconsciously returned to the scenes of being with Nathaniel Gallagher before.

He always liked biting her neck like this.

And loved lightly nibbling with his teeth.

"...Husband, is it you?"

"Hmm!" Nathaniel Gallagher replied lowly, kissing across her whole body.

She quickly lost all resistance and let him have his way.

When they got married.

He was already experienced, while she was a blank slate.

The fierce wolf king, hunting a newborn lamb.

He didn’t need to exert real strength to strip his prey down to the bones.

The first night of their wedding.

While she remained a virgin, he had already turned her into a ’woman.’

"Husband... Don’t do this..."

"Really don’t want it?"

A seductive whisper, like the devil’s, tickled her ears.

Each delicate kiss slowly eroded her remaining sanity.

Just five minutes later.

She completely let go of any modesty and conservatism from her subconscious.

"Do you love your husband? Hug your husband."

His hoarse voice was both demanding and coaxing.

She uncontrollably wanted to hug him tightly.

But his chest was too wide, with hard bones and muscles.

Her arms couldn’t fully encircle him.

She could only tightly wrap her arms around his neck, "Husband, be gentle!"

"Then do you love your husband?"

"...No..."

"Quickly say it!"

"Ah--"

...

The endless plunder.

Continued until the early morning.

Josephine Thompson’s consciousness shifted from lost to gradually clear, then sank into deep exhaustion again.

At one in the morning.

Josephine Thompson awoke from sleep again.

In her foggy state, she felt a heavy weight on her body.

She was struggling to breathe.

With a fierce, lethal strike.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

"Uh..."

Their eyes met.

Nathaniel Gallagher’s heavy breathing, like a devil’s requiem echoing from the darkness.

Boom!

Josephine Thompson’s mind exploded, and her broken thoughts started to reconnect.

"...Nathaniel Gallagher, what are you doing? Let go of me!"

She panicked, pushing him away with all her might, trying to escape his grasp.

Nathaniel Gallagher’s incredibly handsome face showed a hint of cold mockery, "Awake?"

"You bastard, how can you take advantage of me? Get away, don’t touch me!" Josephine Thompson was beyond devastated.

Nathaniel Gallagher chuckled evilly, reaching out to pinch her cheek, "What? Playing the chastity card after you’re full?"

"Who was the one crying about loving her husband? Saying she enjoyed being with him?"

Boom!

Josephine Thompson’s mind exploded again, swallowed by shame and an overwhelming sense of disgrace.

"...Let me go, you bastard..."

"Josephine Thompson, this is what you deserve, and what you owe me. Who asked you to toy with me? To send a female hooligan to flirt with me?"

Her waist...

Was viciously attacked.

A lethal strike, nearly shattering her soul.

Nathaniel Gallagher seemed to turn into a raging storm, wreaking destruction.

"No..."

Josephine Thompson only managed one cry before her voice vanished.

Suddenly she felt immense regret.

She shouldn’t have ripped away his mask.

When he acted gentle, she should have played dead. Wait until he was finished, then escape to save her life.

Unfortunately, she unwittingly provoked him.

"Oh? Why are you teasing me?" Nathaniel Gallagher gripped her chin, relentlessly punishing her.

Tearfully, Josephine Thompson cried out, "I... I didn’t, I really didn’t."

"Nathaniel Gallagher, I really didn’t, it wasn’t me, please let me go..."

She truly couldn’t bear it.

Aside from pleading and yielding, there was nothing else she could do.

Nathaniel Gallagher, cold and domineering, deliberately tortured her in the way she feared the most, "Still dare to say you didn’t? I’ve been fooled by you like an idiot, and you still dare to say you didn’t?"

"...It really wasn’t me, it really wasn’t..."

Unfortunately.

No matter how much she explained and apologized, it didn’t quell his anger.

Perhaps.

Whether she did it on purpose or not was no longer important to him.

What was important was this.

He was furious, he couldn’t accept her being with another man.

She had to come back to him.

Whether as a lover or a confidante. In short, she couldn’t associate with other men.

...

At Aquaspring Pool.

Ruby, waking up, found Josephine Thompson gone, her face turning pale with fright.

She hurriedly found Evelyn Thorne, who was soaking in the hot springs with a few male models, "Miss Thornton, President Thompson is missing, do you know where she went?"

Evelyn responded nonchalantly, "Probably went somewhere to rest, or off having fun with that handsome guy at a hotel."

Ruby, looking anxious, said, "That’s impossible, President Thompson wouldn’t do that. She must be in trouble; we better ask the hotel staff to help look!"

"The hotel is so big, what could possibly happen? She’s not a child, no need to get so uptight. Relax, maybe she’s getting a massage in a room."

"Come on, let me introduce you to a handsome guy to lighten your mood."

Ruby, nervous, stared blankly, seeing Evelyn’s unreliability, she quickly went from one hot spring to another in search.

"President Thompson, President Thompson..."

She worried that President Thompson might have drowned accidentally if she were drunk.

So, she was terrified, searching everywhere like a headless chicken.

Unfortunately...

Josephine Thompson had already been taken away by Nathaniel Gallagher.

Behind Hotspring Manor was a five-star hotel.

Some guests, after soaking in the hot springs, choose to spend the night directly at the hotel.

"Oh my god, what do I do? President Grant, when leaving, repeatedly stressed to take care of President Thompson."

Ruby cried anxiously.

When Julian Grant left, he gave everyone a big red envelope. They were to do their job well, and most importantly, ensure Josephine Thompson’s safety.

Unexpectedly, during just a hot spring bath, President Thompson disappeared.

"I better go find some staff to check the surveillance..."

Not finding her, Ruby hurried to ask the staff to check the surveillance.

...

Inside the presidential suite.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, I beg you..."

Josephine Thompson’s voice was hoarse to the extreme.

She had no strength left, collapsing into a faint.

At the start of their marriage.

He was very cautious.

Even if she felt the slightest discomfort or pain, he would stop or adjust immediately.

But now...

He was deliberately scaring her.

Seeing her fallen into sleep.

Nathaniel Gallagher finally let her go, got up, and started smoking one cigarette after another.

His mind was equally a mess now.

Ever since Eleanor Churchill woke up, although he was reluctant to leave Josephine Thompson, after much thought, he still chose Eleanor.

He didn’t want to go against his past promises and vows.

But...

Some things had changed, like food left too long, gone stale.

Truly inedible.

His feelings for Eleanor were real and deep, and he truly placed her in the most important position. Yet, he couldn’t find his past feelings, willing to make up in other ways and willing to spend their lives together.

But the prerequisite was...

He had a selfish request, which was that she must accept the existence of Josephine Thompson. He hoped she would turn a blind eye and not forcefully stop him from seeing Josephine Thompson.

On the fifth cigarette.

"Knock, Knock!"

The doorbell rang.

He stood up and walked to the door.

"Click!"

Opened the door.

At the door stood a panicked Ruby and several hotel staff.

"Sir, we just checked the surveillance, it shows your friend brought this lady to this room. We need to check if the lady is still in the room?"

"Yes, I took her with me, she’s my wife, is there a problem in me taking her?"

"..." The staff, hearing this, looked shocked.

Then unbelievably turned to Ruby.

"Miss, do you know this gentleman? Is what he said true?"

"Ah? I know him..."

"Are they a married couple?"

"...They were before, now..."

Ruby stammered, looking nervously at Nathaniel Gallagher, "Mr. Gallagher, did you... did you take President Thompson away?"

Nathaniel looked down at her and replied coolly, "Is there a problem?"

"Where is President Thompson? Is she alright?" Ruby said, intending to go in and find Josephine Thompson.

"Josephine is asleep, not dressed, it’s not convenient for you all to come in."

"..." Ruby was grim, speechless.

"..." The staff also looked apologetic.

"My wife and I are going to rest now, don’t disturb us anymore."

"Sorry sir, for disturbing you."

"Bang!"

Nathaniel Gallagher directly closed the door.

"Oh my goodness, what now?"

"Miss, they are a married couple, staying together is normal."

"But, but they’ve divorced already!"

"So what? Many people live together even after divorce!"

"..." Ruby was stuck, not knowing what to say.

She dared not provoke President Gallagher further.