CHAPTER 108: CHAPTER 108: BROTHER MUST HAVE GONE TO FIND JOSEPHINE THOMPSON

Nathaniel Gallagher returned to the room.

He took a quick shower and got back into bed.

Just like before, he pulled Josephine Thompson into his arms. Holding her, inhaling her scent.

He quickly fell asleep peacefully.

He hadn’t slept this deeply since they divorced.

Now, holding her, it felt like he had recaptured the warmth of the past days.

...

Eight in the morning.

Under the influence of her internal clock, Josephine Thompson groggily woke up, "Cough cough..."

She felt a heavy weight on her, and it was hot.

After a few minutes, her thoughts cleared.

Mechanically, she turned to glance at Nathaniel Gallagher.

He was deeply asleep, his well-defined features close to her neck.

His arm was draped over her waist, and one of his legs was heavily pressing on her leg.

Her leg had gone numb.

"Ugh..."

She recalled last night!

She remembered how she had begged him, and his indifferent coldness.

She hated him, hated him to her core!

"Nathaniel Gallagher, you damned bastard, may you die a miserable death."

She wanted to push him away hard and then stab him twice while he slept.

But...

Reason told her she couldn’t do that.

She dared not wake him.

Josephine Thompson held back tears, slowly moving his arm aside. Then, holding her breath, she carefully pulled her leg out.

Nathaniel Gallagher remained unmoving, seemingly still asleep.

Josephine Thompson got up quietly.

As soon as she stood up, her whole body felt weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

She turned her head to glare at him resentfully, then struggled to get up and staggered towards the living room.

She needed to leave here immediately.

This time, she would not forgive him.

She needed to report him for assault.

Make him go to prison and face justice.

Otherwise, he’d continue to treat her this way.

Upon reaching the living room.

She picked up a robe, clumsily draping it over herself.

She couldn’t find her shoes.

She had to walk barefoot, stumbling towards the door.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, just you wait, I’ll definitely not let you off..."

"Ugh..." Her ankle gave way, and she fell to the ground again.

Her legs were too numb.

And he had been too rough last night, she could hardly stand now.

But...

She would crawl to get out if she had to.

After crawling a few steps, she was almost at the door.

Suddenly, a devilish chuckle echoed in her ear, "Haha, where do you think you’re crawling to?"

Josephine Thompson was so frightened she rolled and crawled, rushing to open the door.

"...Nathaniel Gallagher, don’t come over."

"Click!"

"Bang!"

She had just turned the doorknob, but he slammed it shut again.

He stood naked in front of her, and she didn’t dare look up at him, "Nathaniel Gallagher, go away!"

Nathaniel Gallagher sneered, gripping her chin to make her look at him, "Why resist your husband like this?"

"Didn’t you say last night that you loved your husband and wanted to be with him forever?"

"...You bastard!"

Nathaniel Gallagher’s handsome face bore a complicated, sinister smirk. His eyes seemed to hold pity and a hint of disdain.

"Josephine, I can’t let you go."

"Come back to me, and we can be like before."

Josephine Thompson could hardly believe her ears.

"Pfft, don’t even think about it."

Nathaniel Gallagher raised an eyebrow, bending over to lift her up, "I know you still love me, and I love you too."

"Our life won’t change, why not accept it?"

"Nathaniel Gallagher, are you out of your mind? You’re about to marry Eleanor Churchill, and now you say you want to be with me?"

"Are you expecting me to get along with her, to be your mistress?"

Nathaniel Gallagher’s eyes darkened, his voice tinged with helplessness, "Don’t make it sound so distasteful."

"Marriage is just a piece of paper. Even without that marriage certificate, you’ll always be my wife in my heart."

Josephine Thompson scoffed, "And what about Eleanor Churchill?"

Nathaniel Gallagher frowned, "Josephine, she is irreplaceable in my heart. Just as you are irreplaceable."

"I once promised her I’d never let her down in this lifetime. So, I must marry her."

"Then what do you mean now?"

"My point is, I also can’t bear to lose you. Since you’ve come to Northwood to develop your career, settle in Northwood. I’ll come to see you every month, and I’ll take care of all your expenses."

Josephine Thompson couldn’t take it anymore, "So, you still want me to be your mistress, right?"

"It’s being a lover, don’t keep using such harsh words like ’mistress’."

Josephine Thompson: "Ha~, Nathaniel Gallagher, you disgust me."

"Let me go back, I don’t want to see you again. Just one look at you makes me feel utterly repulsed."

"..." Nathaniel Gallagher looked gloomy and frustrated.

He knew she wouldn’t easily accept.

But it didn’t matter.

He would succeed in what he aimed to do.

She had to accept his arrangement.

"Josephine, I genuinely like you, and I don’t want to use force. Please don’t force me, okay? Just listen to my arrangements, and I’ll love you as always..."

Josephine Thompson shoved him hard, "Stop talking, I don’t want to hear you speak anymore."

"Let go, I find you disgusting."

"Must you force me to use coercive measures?"

"Nathaniel Gallagher, this is a society governed by law. If you do anything illegal, you will definitely face judgment."

"I’m not afraid of you, I..."

"You want to say, you have Julian Grant backing you up, right?"

"..." Josephine Thompson’s chest tightened, not wanting to talk to him any longer.

"I’m telling you, you are not allowed to have any contact with Julian Grant. Otherwise, he’ll be in big trouble!"

Josephine: "What are you going to do?"

Nathaniel: "I’m not doing anything. I’m just asking you to come back to me."

"We can have a child, and I will fairly share everything with both kids..."

"You’re crazy, get away from me!"

"Mmm..."

Everything turned upside down.

She was thrown onto the bed again.

A barrage of kisses came upon her once more.

She had nowhere to escape, instantly swept up again into the raging storm.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, you demon, you won’t have a good end..."

...

Kensington University Hospital.

Eleanor Churchill coldly asked the caregiver, "Is Nathaniel’s phone still unreachable?"

Caregiver: "Yes, we’ve tried several numbers, but no one is answering."

"Check his location, see where he’s gone?"

Vivian Shaw walked over, her face filled with resentment, "Aunt, no need to check, brother must have gone to find that bitch Josephine Thompson."

Eleanor: "How can you be so sure? Maybe he has other things to do."

"What else can brother be doing? The meeting finished yesterday. If he didn’t go to find Josephine Thompson, I’d cut my head off."

"..." Eleanor’s face grew even darker as she listened.

She could actually guess that Nathaniel Gallagher probably went to find Josephine Thompson.

However...

She still didn’t want to accept this fact.

"That Josephine Thompson is truly detestable, always seducing brother. Aunt, are you just going to stand by and watch?"

"I’ve told you already, I’m powerless. Even if I want to intervene, I can’t manage to."

Vivian’s eyes flickered with anger as she heard that.

Then, she pulled out her phone and played a video.

"Aunt, take a look yourself!"

In the footage.

Josephine Thompson was being carried by Nathaniel Gallagher into a hotel room.

Eleanor glanced at it, her nails dug deeply into her palms, her industry falling little by little.

Indeed.

He likes Miss Thompson so much.

"This is a video I had someone take while following brother. Aunt, are you still deceiving yourself?"

Eleanor’s breathing suddenly became rapid, "Prepare the car, we’re going to the hotel to find him now."

"Okay, let’s go. Once we catch that bitch Josephine Thompson, we must make her suffer."

...

Aquaspring Hotel.

"Mmm, don’t touch me..."

"Josephine, I really like you, come back to me."

Josephine Thompson was nearly suffocated by the kissing.

In a panic, her hands groped around, hoping to find something to fight back with.

Finally.

She touched the bedside lamp.

"Bang!"

She used all her strength to smash the lamp onto Nathaniel Gallagher’s head.

"Ugh..." Nathaniel grunted, releasing her.

She took the opportunity to get off the bed, but just as she was about to reach the doorknob, he grabbed her by the neck.

"Trying to run?"

"Ah... Nathaniel Gallagher, please let me go!"

Nathaniel’s temple bled, but his eyes grew crazier, "Do you think you can escape from the palm of my hand?"

"What will it take for you to let me go? I’m telling you, I will never go back to you."

"You must come back to me, I can’t lose you."

"Nathaniel Gallagher, you’re a devil, you’re terrifying."

"You can say whatever you want, it’s whatever you say it is."

Nathaniel tightly bound her, careless of his own head injury.

Josephine Thompson had no strength to resist, closing her eyes in despair.

...

Eleanor Churchill’s heart was a mix of emotions, nearly overwhelmed by jealousy.

As she was about to step out, her reason forcibly pulled her back.

No man doesn’t stray?

It’s something you can’t control!

Better to pretend not to know than to break everything open.

"Aunt, what’s wrong?"

"Forget it, let’s not go."

"Aunt, are you actually afraid of that bitch Josephine Thompson?"

"It’s not fear of her, but I’m already tired, and I can’t manage anymore. As for the rest, I don’t want to bother with it."

Vivian looked resentful, "Aunt, are you really..."

"I’ve told you before, aunt is already old, fighting is useless. But you are still young, you still have a chance to fight."

"..." Vivian felt a blockage in her heart, only able to step down.

Forget it.

Aunt is already past her prime and has no confidence left.

Of course, she can’t compete with that bitch Josephine Thompson.

Better to fight for herself.

"Hmph, Josephine Thompson’s grandfather is also on this floor. Since we can’t find Josephine Thompson, let’s just go find her grandfather."

"Let her grandfather know what kind of slut his granddaughter is for seducing men?"

Having said that.

Vivian angrily walked towards the ward exit.

If she can’t find Josephine Thompson now, then go give her grandpa some trouble.

In any case, that bitch Josephine Thompson shouldn’t have it easy.