Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young-Chapter 62: Please Don’t Say That Anymore
Nathaniel Gallagher’s eyes were bloodshot, he couldn’t even retaliate, immediately wanting to rush forward to explain, "Josephine, listen to me, it’s really not what you think..."
"Don’t go near Josephine again."
"Please step aside."
Josephine Thompson was soaked in sweat, and had lost consciousness entirely.
The medical team quickly approached to perform emergency treatment, putting an oxygen mask over her, "Quick, take her to the hospital."
"Okay."
"Josephine..."
Julian Grant pushed him again, giving him a vicious warning, "Nathaniel Gallagher, I’ll settle this with you slowly. Josephine is under my protection, if you dare harbor any ill intentions towards her again, I will make you regret it immensely."
Saying this, Julian Grant followed the medical team onto the helicopter.
Nathaniel Gallagher felt desolate, his heart stopped for a moment.
The car was personally delivered to her by him.
She definitely suspects he tampered with the car.
"Ugh~" Nathaniel’s head throbbed with pain, he immediately turned and got into the car.
"Vroom vroom!"
The car started, he sped toward The Rose Garden.
It must have been Eleanor Churchill who ordered someone to do this.
Her way of doing things is exactly the same as before.
...
An hour later.
The Rose Garden.
The servant heard the doorbell, immediately came to open the door.
The door opened.
Nathaniel Gallagher entered with an aura of chilling menace, like a demon.
"President Gallagher, why are you here so late?"
Nathaniel didn’t speak, and walked directly towards Eleanor Churchill’s room.
"Bang!" A loud noise.
He kicked open the door of the room.
Eleanor had a face mask on, and was blow-drying her hair!
Seeing him come in.
Eleanor looked both surprised and delighted, "Nathaniel, why are you back?"
Nathaniel’s entire demeanor was oppressive and terrifying, he strode in, grabbing her collar and lifting her from the chair.
Then, he threw her heavily onto the bed.
"Ah--" Eleanor cried out in fear.
"Nathaniel, what are you doing?"
Nathaniel furiously approached, fiercely grabbing her neck, "You did it, didn’t you?"
"What do you mean?" Eleanor asked, fearfully and blankly looking at him.
"You sabotaged Josephine’s car, didn’t you?"
Eleanor listened, then immediately relaxed, "...Oh, so that’s what you’re asking about!"
"Was it really you?"
"Yes, what’s the problem?" Eleanor admitted decisively, even looking at him confusedly.
Nathaniel listened, his heart tightened, his brows furrowed, "Who told you to do this?"
"I warn you, don’t touch her, this is the last time, never touch her again."
"..." Eleanor listened, staring at him blankly.
Her eyes held a hint of probe and sadness.
"Did you hear?"
Eleanor gave a bitter smile, "So, you’re reluctant to part with her, aren’t you?"
"..." Nathaniel’s brow relaxed for a moment, the menacing look in his eyes dimming.
Eleanor looked at him with bloodshot eyes, "You’ve fallen for her, haven’t you?"
"...No, she...she’s just an innocent woman. Why did you want to harm her so badly? There’s no need."
Eleanor sighed with a smile, "How is there no need?"
"I investigated her background; she’s the orphan of the Thornton Family."
"If she dies, all the Thornton Family’s assets will belong to our son. While you’re still not divorced from her, if I handle her, wouldn’t it be a win-win situation?"
Nathaniel listened, his brow furrowed again, "Shut up, shut up!"
"I, Nathaniel Gallagher, have money, I have ways to make money, my wealth is enough for our son for hundreds of lifetimes. I won’t let you target her again, I won’t let you harm her again."
Eleanor: "Heh~, Nathaniel, you’ve changed. Since when have you become so sentimental and soft-hearted?"
"Or are you in love with her?"
Nathaniel swallowed hard, instinctively explaining, "I’m not, it’s just that times have changed. The old ways can’t be used anymore."
"Besides, she’s...she’s still lived with me for four years. I’ve already wronged her, I can’t hurt her again."
Eleanor listened, tears rolling down, "Yeah, you’ve wronged her, you can’t bear to hurt her."
"Then you can continue to live with her, I’m not forcing you to divorce her."
"..." Nathaniel listened, the anger in his heart transformed into guilt.
He instinctively looked at the scars on her face, and her missing finger.
"Eleanor, I’m sorry, I...I shouldn’t have been angry with you. Sorry..."
He hurriedly moved closer, tightly holding her to comfort her.
Eleanor’s tears couldn’t stop falling.
"Tell me, why did I wake up? I should’ve just died, or stayed on a hospital bed forever."
"But I inconveniently woke up, affecting your happy life!"
Nathaniel listened, feeling more guilty, "No, no. You’re overthinking it, I won’t let you think that."
Once...
Their relationship was strong as ever.
It could be said.
Without her, there wouldn’t be his present.
When The Gallagher Family was struggling, she suggested changing the casino’s rake rules. Directly elevated The Gallagher’s profits from 25 to 85. Her rules are still imitated and used by other casinos even now.
When business was at its bleakest, she led hundreds of washers, reviving The Gallagher’s enterprise.
When he was targeted by countless hungry wolves, it was she who eliminated all obstacles for him. All the dirty, dark, and ugly deeds that couldn’t see the light of day. She didn’t let him get involved, she figured out a way to handle them herself.
What made him feel even more guilty was.
He was set up once, lured onto an international waters ship under the guise of business talks.
The dozen bodyguards he brought with him were all killed, and he was severely injured.
It was she who shielded him with her life, taking over thirty stabs in his place.
He watched as the opponent slashed from her brow arch down to her chest, cutting off her finger.
She lay on him, butchered into a bloody mess.
At that moment.
He silently swore in his heart, if he could escape today. He would rather betray the world than betray her for the rest of his life!
But now...
"Eleanor, I’m sorry, I was too emotional just now."
Eleanor Churchill listened, and for the first time her face was wet with vulnerable, painful tears, "Nathaniel, I won’t blame you."
"Even if you’ve had a change of heart, it’s understandable."
"I’ve turned into this ghostly appearance, and I’m not worthy of you at all. By your side, there should indeed be a beautiful and noble lady like Miss Thompson."
"Go ahead, from now on we’ll be all square, as if we’ve never known each other..."
Nathaniel Gallagher listened, his heart wrenched with pain and guilt to the extreme, "Eleanor, please don’t say such things anymore. You know, I’ll never betray you in this life."
"Besides you, I can’t harbor any feelings for any other woman. Rest assured, for the rest of my life, you’ll be the only woman I have. Even if I die, I won’t let you down."
Eleanor Churchill listened, and the pain in her heart intensified, "Please stop talking..."
She lay on the bed, covering her face, crying in agony.
She knew very well, his love for her had changed.
Eight years had passed.
How many people could withstand the test of time?
She had grown old and faded, while he was at the prime age of a man’s charm.
If she never woke up, she’d become his eternal white moonlight.
Yet, she inconveniently woke up.
"Eleanor, I’m sorry, truly sorry." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
"Stop crying, seeing you like this makes me feel worse."
"I will divorce Josephine Thompson as soon as possible, and once I’m divorced, I’ll marry you immediately."
"However, she’s an innocent woman. Let’s treat her as nonexistent, there’s no need to hurt her."
Eleanor Churchill just kept crying, without uttering another word.
She knew well, his heart had leaned towards that woman.
She simply couldn’t accept it.
She could accept physical infidelity, but she couldn’t accept that he truly fell in love with another woman.
Between her and that woman, he could only keep one.
...
Meanwhile.
Josephine Thompson was urgently sent to Caldwen’s hospital.
Julian Grant stayed by her side the entire time.
"Doctor, how is she? Is it serious?"
The doctor looked serious, "President Grant, the patient isn’t in physical danger, she’s just shocked and frightened."
"She’s been given a sedative, after sleeping it off she’ll be fine."
Julian Grant listened, finally breathing a sigh of relief, "So, can I go in and see her?"
"You may."
Julian Grant pushed open the door of the hospital room, walking in quietly.
Inside the hospital room.
Josephine Thompson lay quietly on the bed, receiving an IV, still asleep.
Julian Grant walked to her bedside, staring deeply at her sleeping form. His heart surged, unable to calm down for a long time.
"Josephine, this time I certainly won’t let go."
Everything that happened tonight.
Also made him utterly see his heart clearly.
The moment he realized she might die, he suddenly felt the world was about to collapse.
He also finally realized that he truly loved her.
For these years, he had been trying hard to forget her, even finding many women to replace her.
Sadly...
She was just that unique, no one could replace or imitate her.
Julian Grant was deep in thought when his phone rang.
"Beeep... Beep..."
He glanced at the phone, it was his mother calling.
No need to say, his mother already knew what had happened tonight.
"Click!"
He hung up the phone, unwilling to answer!
Even less willing to hear his mother’s reproaches and urgings to marry.
He’s 27 years old this year.
Originally, his father wouldn’t let him return home, thinking he was making himself a laughingstock everywhere.
However, his grandparents were getting older, his mother was gradually unable to cope.
The Grant Group needed to cultivate a successor.
So, they dragged him back from abroad. Also wanting to find him a wife to manage him, to settle him down.
[Julian, a meeting with the Thornton Family is arranged for tomorrow, you must be there]
[If you dare to be absent, all your cards will be suspended]
After reading his mother’s message, Julian Grant was even more annoyed.
Always resorting to economic sanctions against him.
But it’s okay, his grandparents couldn’t bear to see him suffer the slightest grievance, endlessly spoiling and indulging him.
As long as he acted coy in front of his grandparents, the old couple would immediately be amused grinning from ear to ear.
