CHAPTER 386: CHAPTER 386: HE WAS LIKE AN ABANDONED MAD DOG

After Julius Shaw left the room, Nancy’s screams subsided, but she still clutched the glass shard in her palm.

Basil Smith seized the opportunity and administered a sedative to Nancy.

Nancy’s tense body gradually weakened, her face pale as she collapsed onto the carpet in terror and confusion.

Basil carefully pried open Nancy’s fingers, extracting the glass that had nearly embedded itself into her palm.

With a grim expression, Basil said, "The wound is too deep; we need surgical threads for stitching."

Considering Nancy’s current frailty and the severity of her injury, it’s imaginable that she must have exerted all her strength to grip the glass.

Basil carefully stitched the wound.

Hailey Smith supported her ribs and had a female bodyguard carry Nancy back to bed.

Len Taylor applied medicinal ointment to Ian Bailey’s sprained back.

In this silence, everyone’s hearts were shrouded in darkness.

Under anesthesia, Nancy fell into sleep once more.

Two female bodyguards stayed behind to watch over her while the others left the room.

Julius Shaw was crouched by the doorway, his wrist still dripping blood.

No one paid Julius any attention, entirely consumed by their anger, immersed in the severity of Nancy’s problems.

Julius felt like a vicious dog abandoned by everyone.

He was born of evil, and now even everyone wanted him to control his sinister nature.

Everyone remained silent.

Len felt pity for Young Master Shaw as no one cared for him.

That kind of feeling where despite having done many bad things, one still finds his thinking naïve and pities him.

Len tentatively said, "Young Master Shaw, I’ll help you treat your wrist wound, just don’t lash out at me!"

Julius remained silent, not even raising his head.

Seeing no response, Len approached with bandages and antiseptic, swiftly wrapping the wound.

Midway through, Julius raised his head to glance at him.

Len immediately froze, his hair standing on end.

He somewhat regretted feeling sorry for such a lunatic; hadn’t he seen the Shaw family members weren’t doing anything?

Julius glanced and then lowered his head again, not making a move.

Len let out a long sigh of relief.

Ian went to contact an old friend who was also his psychologist.

Hailey and Basil headed downstairs to the hall.

The bodyguards in Imperial Garden huddled together fearfully as Basil and Hailey descended the stairs.

The little guard immediately asked, "Is Young Madam okay?"

Hailey responded with a dark expression, "Okay? She’s barely holding on!"

Everyone’s hearts tensed.

Basil coldly demanded, "Why didn’t anyone notify me?"

No one dared to make a sound.

Usually, these close confidants were more aligned with Basil than their actual master.

Joyce was technically the butler in charge of everyday affairs; Basil seemed to oversee all the caretakers.

In a voice aged beyond its years, Joyce replied, "Young Master didn’t allow notification to anyone. We thought Young Madam could handle the situation, and that Young Master would recover in a few days."

Basil didn’t blame Joyce, but he surveyed everyone and solemnly asked, "Did any of you consider what could happen if Young Madam met with an accident? We’re loyal to Godfery, and prioritizing Godfery’s interests is normal, but if Godfery were here, he would surely think of Young Madam’s well-being first."

The people in Imperial Garden habitually thought of Godfery Shaw first.

They believed that even if Young Master Shaw lost control, he wouldn’t really harm Young Madam, and she’d recover in a few days when Godfery returned.

Basil continued, "Did you all forget what happened five years ago?"

Everyone involuntarily felt a weight in their hearts.

Five years ago, Young Madam nearly died, and Godfery didn’t hesitate to join her in death.

If something were to happen to Young Madam now, what would happen when Godfery wakes up?

They didn’t dare to think.

Hailey also added, "Godfery said Young Madam is as vital to him as his life is. Given Young Madam’s current awful state, if we’re truly thinking of Godfery’s best interest, we must place our focus on Young Madam."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After Basil reprimanded everyone, he went to the study and summoned Len to understand all the details of the past few days.

The people of Imperial Garden knew little, but as a doctor who was always allowed on the upstairs floors, Len certainly knew.

Hailey listened in as well.

After Len finished and left,

in the study, Hailey, with reddened eyes, asked, "Brother, what should we do now? Should we notify the Ink Manor and the Allen family? If Young Madam remains like this, they’ll surely take her away, and what will happen when Godfery wakes up? With his guilt and avoidance, we might never see Young Madam again."

Before Basil could reply, Hailey continued to mutter to himself, "If we don’t notify them, we’ll be so heartless. Young Madam’s been tormented like this, and her family, upon knowing, would surely blame us."

Basil said with a cold expression, "For now, let’s keep it quiet; I’ll first inform Emma Lewis. Emma’s familiarity and trust with Young Madam might provide some emotional solace."

Hailey didn’t know what else to do and could only nod.

The things Young Master Shaw did were truly inhuman!

That day, Julius Shaw lingered by the room’s door, neither entering nor leaving.

Everyone hoped that when Nancy woke again, she’d return to normal.

But they were disappointed; Nancy awoke, still recognizing no one.

No matter who approached, she would hide in horror.

Basil ordered the room to be cleared, leaving only Hailey inside.

Because in Imperial Garden, Hailey was the person Nancy was most familiar with.

Hailey entered, lowered his voice, and asked cautiously, "Young Madam, are you okay?"

Nancy shrank into a corner, not answering, clearly scared of everything and everyone.

She couldn’t recognize anyone; as long as Julius Shaw didn’t approach, she’d remain quiet.

But once Julius drew near, Nancy would scream and struggle.

It was painful for everyone to watch.

The problem wasn’t something a quick nap could resolve.

Basil had already informed Emma Lewis.

Upon hearing Nancy was in trouble, Emma rushed over urgently.

She hadn’t imagined Nancy would face something so severe; after all, within Imperial Garden, who could truly threaten Nancy?

When Emma reached Imperial Garden and saw Nancy’s state, she was utterly stunned.

Nancy didn’t even recognize her!

Emma felt a surge of rage, wanting to strangle Godfery Shaw.

Basil explained everything, including Godfery’s dual personality, to Emma.

Seeing Julius Shaw sitting at the door, his face weary and eyes hollow, she felt her anger dissipate.

What use is raging against a lunatic?

Nancy had hardly eaten, fearing anyone approaching her, prone to emotional outbursts, and couldn’t be continually sedated; even small amounts of sedative presented significant side effects to her body.

Right now, Nancy needed someone for close care.

Emma looked at her clothing and hairstyle.

Since marrying, she’d changed her attire to less masculine styles, and her hair, slightly more tame.

Emma suddenly decided to buy a set of men’s clothes, donned the attire, and tousled her hair in a messy style.

It was just like how she’d approached Nancy initially.

She entered the room, feigned a relaxed tone, and said, "Nancy, how did you become so skinny these past few days? Had I not been around, did you not take care of yourself properly?"

Emma’s voice was choked with emotion, on the verge of tears.