CHAPTER 148: CHAPTER 148: WHAT DID YOU SAY TO JULIAN GRANT

Josephine Thompson suddenly raised her head, her eyes blazing with anger: "Nathaniel Gallagher, are you doing this on purpose?"

"Why would I do it on purpose?"

Nathaniel Gallagher spread his hands, looking innocent, "The repairman said the motherboard got wet and has to be formatted to start. I kindly took it for repair."

"You’re still making excuses?" Josephine Thompson clenched her phone, furious enough to want to hit him.

Nathaniel Gallagher’s exceptionally handsome face showed a hint of wickedness, "Tsk~, why do you like to blame me so much?"

Indeed.

He did it intentionally.

Who told her to be flirting ambiguously with Julian Grant.

"The phone had backup contracts with clients, core data of Thompson Corporation, and a lot of important information, and..."

She took a deep breath, swallowing back the words.

Nathaniel Gallagher: "What else do you have?"

"The contracts and data can be resent by the assistant, and there should be more than one backup of Thompson Corporation’s records, right?"

"If that’s not possible, I’ll have someone help you recover it. It’ll be found."

"No need." Josephine Thompson sneered, throwing the phone onto the sofa.

As the metal body hit the fabric, it made a dull sound.

She knew too well.

His so-called recovery was just another form of monitoring. As long as he wanted, he could always know what she was looking at and who she was interacting with.

"... What’s the point of getting so angry? It’s not worth it to get upset."

Josephine Thompson was shaking with anger, unable to hold back as she hammered him hard a few times, "Nathaniel Gallagher, you did it on purpose."

"Tell me, did you say something to Julian Grant?"

Nathaniel Gallagher’s expression changed, and he stopped pretending.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist, forcing her into his embrace, "Yes, I did it on purpose."

Josephine Thompson felt a block in her chest, angrily demanding, "Exactly what did you say to Julian Grant?"

Nathaniel Gallagher’s eyes darkened with jealousy, "Do you care so much about Julian Grant?"

Josephine Thompson was tightly held in his arms, her anger growing: "Who I care about is none of your business! Tell me first, what did you say to him!"

"Does it matter what I said?" Nathaniel Gallagher tightened his grip, his breath on her neck, filled with strong possessiveness.

"The important thing is, you are my woman now, carrying my child, so you should keep your distance from other men!"

Josephine Thompson seemed to have heard the biggest joke, struggling hard, "Nathaniel Gallagher, have some shame! Who is your woman? We’re long over!"

She couldn’t break free.

She could only jump forcefully, hitting her head hard against his chin.

"Let go, let go of me."

"Ugh～"

Nathaniel Gallagher’s chin ached at the impact.

But he didn’t let go, instead gripping tighter: "Over? Then what about the child in your belly? Josephine Thompson, stop deceiving yourself!"

He looked down at her, his eyes swirling with jealousy and anger: "Ha~, you’re really generous, a ten-billion worth antique, you just gave it away."

"You like giving to men so much? If so, why not give to me?"

Josephine Thompson was so angry her heart burst, "You’re crazy, let go of me."

Nathaniel Gallagher was overflowing with anger, trapping her in his arms, "No!"

"Our child is seriously ill, almost dying, and you still have the heart to flirt with wild men."

Josephine Thompson’s eyes reddened with anger, "That’s a child you had with another woman, it’s not my child."

"Say it again?"

"That’s a child you had with someone else... ugh..."

Before she could finish.

Nathaniel Gallagher suddenly lowered his head, angrily kissing her lips.

His domineering kiss blocked her breathing.

"Ugh～, Nathaniel Gallagher you bastard..."

She bit him hard.

The taste of blood spread between their mouths.

"Let go of me."

The next second.

She was forcibly picked up horizontally by him.

Then, pressed onto the bed.

Josephine Thompson’s heart exploded, "Bastard, don’t touch me."

Nathaniel Gallagher’s kisses were filled with anger and stubbornness, forcibly taking her breath away.

The pain in his chin and the taste of blood mixed together, stirring his possessive desire even more.

"Josephine Thompson, remember this."

He bit her lip, his voice hoarse like a beast, "You are a woman touched by Nathaniel Gallagher; for this life, don’t think about escaping."

"Your heart can only love one man, and that is me."

"Ugh... no..." Josephine Thompson struggled fiercely, pushing him with hands and feet.

The man on top was as heavy as a mountain.

Her clothes were forcibly torn open by him.

"Josephine, I’ve been so good to you, do you really not understand my heart?" Nathaniel Gallagher’s emotions spiraled out of control.

Only wanting to possess her crazily.

Wanting even more to see her go from resisting fiercely, to gradually submitting.

"No... no..."

A faint pain came from her lower abdomen, making her heart tighten.

"Nathaniel Gallagher! Are you insane? I’m pregnant!"

She screamed, her eyes flushed red, "Do you want to destroy this child too?"

These words were like cold water pouring over Nathaniel Gallagher’s head, his actions abruptly froze.

He hurriedly looked up.

But still refused to move away from her.

His chest heaved violently as he looked at the red marks on her neck from his kisses, a trace of regret flickering in his eyes.

"I..."

He wanted to say something but was interrupted by a heavy slap from Josephine Thompson across his face.

The loud "smack" resounded sharply in the quiet hospital room.

Nathaniel Gallagher’s cheek quickly turned red, yet he didn’t get angry. He just stared at her, his gaze as complicated as a tangled ball of yarn.

"Get out."

Josephine’s voice trembled, filled with a sobbing tone, "Get out now, I don’t want to see you anymore."

Nathaniel opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn’t utter another word.

Suppressing discomfort and impulsive desire, he turned and left the room.

She was too weak right now.

If he forced himself on her, he might hurt the child.

So, he could only bear it.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut heavily.

The hospital room finally quieted down.

But Josephine felt as though all her strength had been drained, collapsing onto the bed, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

She hated his dominance, hated his obsession, and hated even more how he could easily unsettle her emotions.

This man was her destined calamity, impossible to avoid or escape.

A dull pain rose in her lower abdomen.

She could only curl up on the bed, trying to mitigate the pressure on her abdomen.

"Knock knock knock!"

The sound of knocking came again.

Before she could respond, the door was pushed open.

"Click!"

Two servants pushed the hospital room door open.

Then, respectfully said to the person behind them, "Mrs. Gallagher, please come in."

Immediately after.

Eleanor Churchill limped into the room with the help of a caregiver.

Josephine looked up, her heart churning again, "... Eleanor, what are you here for?"

Eleanor appeared cold, barely smiling as she looked at her, "I came to see you."

"What’s there to see? Please leave, I don’t want to see you."

Eleanor didn’t move, just stood there, her gaze sweeping over Josephine’s disheveled clothes and the red marks on her neck, a faint trace of sarcasm flickering in her eyes, "Seems like you and Nathaniel are ’very happy’ together."

"No wonder people say, a former wife always keeps half her bed for the former husband. It’s really true, aren’t you quite willing to share a bed with Nathaniel?"

Josephine suddenly clenched the bedsheet tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh, "Our business is none of your concern."

"It truly isn’t my concern, nor can I control it."

Eleanor slowly walked to the bedside, the caregiver quickly brought a chair for her to sit down.

"But now my son is sick and needs your child’s umbilical cord blood to save him. So, I can’t ignore this.

Josephine gave a cold laugh: "Eleanor, get it straight, Nathaniel Gallagher and I have long been unrelated. This child is mine alone, having nothing to do with the Gallagher Family."

Eleanor raised an eyebrow, "Hmph~, then why did you agree to give birth to him? Isn’t it just to bind him for life?"

The words pierced Josephine’s heart like a needle, she suddenly sat up straight, the pulling pain in her lower abdomen made her gasp sharply: "You’re overthinking!"

"I’ve already made it clear to Nathaniel; this child has nothing to do with him."

Eleanor gave a cold laugh, tauntingly saying: "Is it really me who’s overthinking?"

"Miss Thompson, stop deceiving yourself. I know you love Nathaniel too, you’re reluctant to be apart from him. And I also know Nathaniel can’t let go of you. Instead of sneaking around constantly, I might as well openly fulfill you."

"How about this, once you give birth, you can be Nathaniel’s second wife."

Josephine’s heart choked, suddenly finding it amusing: "What did you say?"

Eleanor: "I’m saying I’m willing to fulfill you, you don’t need to sneak around anymore."

"Of course, in terms of seniority, I’ll be the primary wife, you’ll be the second wife, you don’t mind, do you?"

Josephine could hardly believe her ears, looking at her with utter shock, "Ha~, do you think this is ancient times?"

"Can you really accept Nathaniel Gallagher having multiple wives?"

Eleanor: "I know Nathaniel likes you. I’d rather fulfill him than upset him."

"..." Josephine was utterly speechless, only looking at her incredulously.

Eleanor: "Neither of us can leave Nathaniel, so why not just love him together?"

Josephine couldn’t help but scoff coldly, "Haha~, I think you’re worse off than Nathaniel."

"Alright, don’t worry, I won’t fight you for Nathaniel. You can have him all to yourself, aside from you, no one cares for that bastard."

"Really?" Eleanor’s eyes flared with contempt.

"If you don’t love him, why are you still willing to sneak around and sleep with him?"

Josephine’s face filled with cold anger: "First, you should ask him. Second, I’m not willing to sleep with him."

"Third, please get out right now."

Eleanor: "Miss Thompson, I’m here to talk to you in a considerate manner."

Josephine was utterly speechless, "Get out, get out, get out."

"Don’t bother me anymore, get as far away as possible."

Just then.

"Bang-bang-crash--"

A clattering sound erupted outside the hospital room.

Immediately after.

The sound of bodyguards sternly stopping someone echoed, "You can’t come in, if you take one more step, we won’t show mercy."

Julian Grant: "Everyone move aside, I want to see Josephine, Josephine, are you inside?"