CHAPTER 113: CHAPTER 113: BROTHER, HELP ME! JOSEPHINE THOMPSON WANTS TO KILL ME

"Josephine, Josephine."

"Hurry, call a doctor..."

Julian Grant was in chaos, picking her up.

Her clothes were thin, her body temperature was low, he could barely feel any warmth from her.

"Doctor, come quickly."

The doctor hurried over, "Take her to the ward first."

"Oh, oh."

Quickly.

Julian Grant carried Josephine Thompson to the ward.

The doctor immediately went forward to check.

"Doctor, is she going to be okay?"

"Please step outside, I need to examine the patient now."

"It’s okay, I’ll just watch from here."

"No, no, you have to go out quickly."

The nurse also rushed over, forcefully pushing Julian Grant out.

Twenty minutes later.

The doctor finished examining Josephine Thompson and came out of the ward.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"I just finished examining the patient. She is very weak and has multiple soft tissue injuries. It might... it might be related to sexual assault..." the doctor paused and didn’t continue.

Julian Grant’s mind exploded, his heart felt pierced through by a sharp blade.

He wanted to confront Nathaniel Gallagher immediately.

But he ultimately held back his anger, "Is Josephine’s condition critical now?"

"We’ve already treated her and administered medication. She needs to rest well now."

"Alright, I understand."

"Yes, please reach out if you need anything."

"Okay."

The doctor said nothing more, turned, and left.

Julian Grant took a deep breath, walked heavily into the ward.

Josephine Thompson lay on the hospital bed, barely clinging to life.

An IV was in her hand, and an oxygen mask covered her nose and mouth.

Julian Grant felt as if knives were slicing his heart as he slowly approached her bedside.

His eyes fell on her.

Her neck was bruised, with some deep bite marks still visible.

It could be imagined how much worse her other injuries were.

"...Damn it!"

"Nathaniel Gallagher, just you wait."

Josephine Thompson slept in a daze.

In her dreams, she was still being devoured and torn apart by a ’beast’.

There was nowhere to escape.

She could only let the fierce beast injure her beyond recognition.

"No...no..."

Seeing her continuously sweating coldly, shivering as if trapped in a nightmare!

Julian Grant held her hand tightly, worriedly calling her name, "Josephine, Josephine, wake up, are you having a nightmare?"

"Ugh—" Josephine Thompson shuddered, falling into an abyss in her dream.

She suddenly awoke, her eyes wide with fear staring at the ceiling.

"Josephine, were you having a nightmare? Don’t be afraid..."

Josephine Thompson took a long time to wake from the terrifying nightmare.

"It was so scary..."

Julian Grant comforted her gently, "It’s nothing, you just had a nightmare."

Josephine Thompson struggled to sit up, "How’s my grandfather? I want to see him."

Julian Grant hurriedly pressed her down, "Josephine, Grandpa has finished surgery and is in the ICU. You can’t see him now."

"As for you, you’re very weak and need to rest well."

"I’m fine... I want to see Grandpa..."

Julian Grant frowned, "Lie down and don’t move around, your IV isn’t finished yet."

"I’ve already asked the doctor, your grandfather’s surgery was very successful and there’s no threat to his life. He needs to be observed in the ICU and can’t come out now."

Josephine Thompson listened, staring blankly at Julian Grant, and then tears of sadness fell again.

"Grandpa, how did it come to this?"

Julian Grant leaned closer, gently hugging her, "It’s going to be okay, everything will pass. Don’t worry too much, take care of your own body first."

Josephine Thompson cried sorrowfully, unable to speak through her sobs.

Julian Grant could only comfort her, "Lie down and rest, you need to recover your strength before doing anything else. Otherwise, you’re too weak to do anything."

"..." Josephine Thompson choked, took a deep breath, and tried to compose herself.

Grandpa was clearly much improved.

But then suddenly deteriorated, even worse than last time.

This clearly wasn’t normal.

She needed to ask Auntie Lena and Auntie Linton what had really happened.

...

Room 922.

Nathaniel Gallagher felt utterly conflicted after sending Eleanor Churchill back to her hospital room, his heart felt like it was being roasted and torn apart.

He knew he shouldn’t have hit Josephine Thompson.

But...

He had hurt Eleanor Churchill repeatedly, and he couldn’t let her down again.

Eleanor was anxious, "Nathaniel, take off your clothes quickly and treat your wound."

Vivian Shaw hurried up to help him take off his coat, "Brother, you’re bleeding a lot. These wounds surely require a tetanus shot."

"That damned Josephine Thompson was too ruthless, but thankfully you didn’t hold it against her."

The doctor and nurse rushed forward to treat his wounds, "President Gallagher, let’s stop the bleeding first."

"I’m fine, treat her wounds first."

Eleanor Churchill said, "My wound isn’t serious, you should have the doctor check whether you’ve been injured critically."

Vivian Shaw resentfully said, "That wretched Josephine Thompson committed intentional injury, we should report her to the police."

Nathaniel Gallagher’s eyes turned cold, and he shouted angrily, "Shut up, get out."

Vivian Shaw felt wronged, "Brother... I... I was just worried about your injury."

Nathaniel Gallagher impatiently snapped, "Get out!"

"...Oh, alright!" Vivian Shaw reluctantly glanced at Eleanor Churchill, but could only leave dejectedly.

Now...

She suddenly realized that Auntie Lena seemed more important to her brother than that bitch Josephine Thompson.

Before, she opposed Josephine Thompson. Her brother would always stand up for her and protect her.

But now, facing Auntie Lena, he no longer defended her at all. His heart had been completely occupied by Auntie Lena and that bitch Josephine Thompson, leaving no room for her.

Outside the hospital room.

She stomped her feet furiously, "It’s so hateful, one Josephine Thompson wasn’t enough, now there’s Auntie Lena too."

"Heavens are truly unfair, why did Auntie Lena have to wake up from being a vegetable?"

She muttered a few words, preparing to leave the hospital.

She had just reached the elevator entrance.

Suddenly, she almost ran into a wall of people.

"Oh..."

She was startled, furrowing her brow and ready to start cursing.

She looked up.

And ran into Julian Grant’s incredibly handsome, yet frostily cold face.

Vivian Shaw instinctively stepped back, "What... what do you want to do?"

Julian Grant looked at her coldly, his voice even colder, "Isn’t it true that Josephine’s grandfather collapsed because of you?"

Vivian Shaw’s eyes darted around, arrogantly responding, "What nonsense are you talking? I don’t understand!"

Julian Grant sneered, "Don’t understand, huh?"

"Then let me personally explain it to you."

After saying that, he grabbed her arm, dragging her towards Josephine Thompson’s hospital room.

"Ahhh... What are you doing? Someone help me, brother save me, Auntie... Auntie..."

Nathaniel Gallagher’s assistant saw this and immediately wanted to intervene, "Miss Shaw, what are you doing?"

Unfortunately...

Before the assistant could get close.

A large group of bodyguards appeared out of nowhere, immediately forming a human wall, "Do not approach."

The assistant saw the multitude of bodyguards and dared not forcibly intervene, hurriedly returning to find Nathaniel Gallagher.

...

Soon after.

Julian Grant forcibly brought Vivian Shaw to Josephine Thompson’s hospital room.

"Uh~, what are you doing? You’re hurting me!"

"Click!" A sound.

Julian Grant pushed open the hospital room door, forcefully pushing Vivian Shaw inside.

"Get in there."

"Ouch--"

"Thud" A sound.

Vivian Shaw stumbled into the hospital room, heavily falling in front of the hospital bed.

Julian Grant blocked the door, "Josephine, I’ve brought her to you. Do what you want with her, even killing her is fine, I’ll take responsibility for all the consequences."

Josephine Thompson sat on the hospital bed, looking at Vivian Shaw coldly and angrily.

"Vivian Shaw, was it you who deliberately provoked my grandfather?"

Vivian Shaw’s eyes darted around, defiantly responding, "Don’t falsely accuse me, I just couldn’t find my brother, so I went to ask your grandfather."

"Who would have thought your grandfather was so sensitive, getting upset over a few words. Who’s to blame?"

"It really was you, wasn’t it?" Josephine Thompson’s face was icy as she got out of bed.

She only had her grandfather as family in this world.

Anyone who dared to harm her grandfather, she would risk everything to retaliate.

Seeing Josephine Thompson approaching, Vivian Shaw panicked, "What do you want to do?"

After all, Josephine Thompson had hit her several times before.

She was no match at all.

"Slap--" A resounding smack.

Josephine Thompson used all her strength to deliver a fierce slap to Vivian Shaw.

Vivian Shaw’s lip was split, "Ugh... you dare to hit me? My brother and Auntie won’t let you get away with it."

"I’m hitting you exactly because it’s you." Josephine Thompson was furious to the point of losing her mind, grasping her hair and wildly slapping her.

"Crack!"

Vivian Shaw was beaten until blood flowed from her mouth and nose, screaming miserably.

"Ahh help, brother come save me..."

Josephine Thompson was extremely angry, "Vivian Shaw, if anything happens to my grandfather, I’ll make sure you pay with your life, hear me, pay with your life."

Julian Grant saw this and directly handed over a baton, "Josephine, don’t use your hands to hit, you might hurt your hands."

Josephine Thompson took the baton, gasping heavily.

She truly wanted to take her life.

But rationality told her she shouldn’t.

Vivian Shaw saw this, completely terrified, scrambling to escape outside, "...Josephine Thompson, s-stop, murder is illegal."

"Brother save me, someone come quickly!"

Julian Grant blocked the door, not giving her any chance to escape.

His principle was not to hit women.

But that didn’t mean he would stand idly by.

Josephine’s enemy was his enemy.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud knocking at the door.

The bodyguards blocked the door, "No one is allowed to approach."

From outside came Nathaniel Gallagher’s cold and angry voice, "We’re here to find someone."

Hearing Nathaniel Gallagher’s voice, Vivian Shaw immediately broke down, crying out loud, "Brother, brother, I’m here, Josephine wants to kill me, save me..."

"Open the door, what are you doing bringing my sister here?"

"Do not approach."

"Brother, brother save me, save me!"

Nathaniel Gallagher coldly shouted into the room, "Julian Grant, come out. If there’s any issue, face me directly, there’s no need to bully a girl."