Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young-Chapter 67: Daddy, Look, It’s Mommy
Nathaniel Gallagher frowned slightly and said seriously, "I’m just letting you know that we’re planning to organize the wedding next month. However, to avoid any negative impact, we’re not planning an elaborate ceremony. We’ll just quietly register for a marriage certificate and then go abroad for a honeymoon."
Mrs. Gallagher listened and couldn’t react for a moment, "Nathaniel, you at least have to tell Mom, who are you marrying? I don’t even know who it is, and you’re rushing to get married like this? Whose girl is she? Do I know her?"
Nathaniel Gallagher: "I’ll bring her to see you in a couple of days."
Mrs. Gallagher widened her eyes, "So who is she exactly?"
"Mom, don’t ask now. You’ll know when you see her."
"I have something to do, I’m leaving first!"
After saying that, he walked straight out of the room.
Mrs. Gallagher was both angry and anxious, "Nathaniel, you need to clarify to Mom who you’re planning to marry?"
Nathaniel Gallagher seemed not to hear her, as he walked out without looking back.
Mrs. Gallagher was furious and turned to complain to Mrs. Dixon, "Look at this child, he doesn’t give his mother any respect at all. He does whatever he likes without giving me the chance to ask!"
Mrs. Dixon suppressed her inner glee and soothed her, "Madam, the young master has his own ideas, you just leave him to his own devices!"
"Ah, I want to intervene, but I can’t. Forget it, let him do as he pleases."
After grumbling a few words, Mrs. Gallagher was too lazy to inquire further about her son’s affairs. She took her bag and prepared to find a therapist for treatment.
Although she hasn’t achieved anything notable in her life, she’s fortunate!
She married a good husband when she was young, who protected and enriched her, not letting her worry about anything. Later in life, her son made her proud, allowing her to live the continuing life of an affluent lady.
Now, she has both money and leisure, and although she’s without a husband, at fifty-something she maintains herself like she’s in her early forties. In her free time, she goes to find young and handsome therapists to ’treat’ her body.
The therapist she found recently is even younger than her son. Vigorously energetic with excellent skills, she couldn’t resist visiting him every few days for treatment.
...
A short while later.
Nathaniel Gallagher stepped out and prepared to drive away.
As he reached the garage.
He saw a charming figure run past the car and then sneakily hide behind the garage door.
Nathaniel Gallagher frowned, "Who’s there? Come out."
"...Brother, it’s me!" Vivian Shaw cautiously walked out from behind the door, looking at him timidly.
Nathaniel Gallagher frowned tighter, puzzled, "Vivian, why are you hiding there?"
"I, I... I’m here to apologize to you, I was messed up the other day, I..." Vivian Shaw’s charming nose twitched, her eyes instantly brimming with tears, looking pitiful.
That day, she wanted to climb over him by force.
Then.
She was slapped by Nathaniel Gallagher and dared not see him till now.
Nathaniel Gallagher frowned again, feeling a bit irritated.
Vivian Shaw looked at him with tearful eyes, her thin lips trembled, "Brother, I’m sorry, please don’t be mad at me anymore, okay? I won’t dare to do it again, I... I really know I was wrong, I just like you too much, so..."
Nathaniel Gallagher didn’t want to listen anymore, coldly interrupting her, "That’s enough, stop talking!"
"Will brother forgive me? Please don’t be mad at me, okay?" Vivian Shaw showed childlike innocence, weak and pitiful.
Looking at her face, he couldn’t vent his anger.
Because she looks so much like Eleanor Churchill in her youth. Seeing her reminds him of his youthful days.
Besides, Eleanor was most fond of her since childhood.
He loved her because he loved Eleanor, and he cared for her dearly.
"Don’t do foolish things anymore."
Seeing Nathaniel Gallagher’s face finally soften, Vivian Shaw felt a surge of emotion, "Yes, I understand, I know I’m just brother’s sister, I won’t have any improper thoughts from now on, I’ll only call you brother!"
"Alright, don’t cry anymore, go back!"
After saying this, Nathaniel Gallagher directly opened the door of the Rolls-Royce, ready to get in.
"Brother, where are you going?"
"I have to go out for a bit."
"...Goodbye, brother."
Nathaniel Gallagher didn’t say more, and directly got in the car and left,
...
At one o’clock in the afternoon.
The Soveren Imperial Banquet.
Josephine Thompson brought Julian Grant to an upscale Shanghai cuisine restaurant in Audenburg.
"What do you want to eat?"
Julian Grant sat across from her, propping his chin in his hand, gazing at her with affection, "Anything’s fine."
Josephine Thompson flipped through the menu, "Shall we go with their signature dishes?"
"Alright."
Josephine Thompson stopped saying more and ordered a few signature dishes. Afterward, she asked Julian Grant to take another look at the menu.
Julian Grant smiled indifferently, "That’s enough, whatever you order, I’ll eat!"
Josephine Thompson: "I don’t know if it’ll suit your taste!"
Julian Grant: "Haha, as long as I’m eating with you, even street food must suit my taste."
"Stop joking."
"Who’s joking? I’m serious. You’ve finalized the divorce with that Gallagher’s grandson, am I not allowed to pursue you seriously now?"
Josephine Thompson felt a headache coming, "Julian Grant, here we go again, we’re not right for each other!"
Julian Grant snorted coldly, "Why not?"
Josephine Thompson kept a stern expression and decisively said, "We... our personalities don’t match. We’re good as just friends; don’t waste your time on me! Besides, I’ve already been married and have had a child."
Julian Grant shrugged indifferently, "I don’t mind!"
Josephine Thompson frowned, "I’m not in the mood for dealing with relationships right now, so don’t waste your time on me."
Julian Grant sighed in frustration, "Oh~, you’re rejecting me again?"
"Julian, you’re really nice. But the two of us just aren’t suitable, you’ll find a better girl. Really, you are truly great, worthy of a better girl."
Julian listened and forced a bitter smile, "So, did you just hand me another ’good person card’?"
"Bleep--, good person card--"
"..." Josephine Thompson looked embarrassed.
She really felt unsuitable with Julian Grant!
His personality was too outgoing, too noisy, too flamboyant. But she liked calmness and quiet.
"Sigh~, Josephine, do you think I’m just that annoying?" Julian Grant said, feeling utterly disinterested.
The only hardship he had faced in this life was probably the suffering of love.
He had only truly been in love with two women.
Yet both of these women gave him a chain of thunderous blows.
His first love, Evelyn Thorne...
This bold woman went ahead and slept with all his best friends, almost driving him half to death with anger.
Later, he met Josephine Thompson.
The two were just at odds, without saying they were splitting. She didn’t even say goodbye, quietly went and had a flash wedding.
Her Thunder Hammer was mightier than Evelyn Thorne’s betrayal.
Just as they were talking.
The restaurant waiter started serving the dishes.
Josephine hurriedly changed the topic, "The food is here, try their signature poached cabbage in broth, it’s quite exceptional."
Julian Grant hung his head sullenly, "Now even dragon meat would taste bland!"
"Julian, don’t be like this, I..."
Julian didn’t want to put her in a difficult position, and he knew she was conservative and slow to warm up, "Alright, alright, let’s not talk about it, let’s eat."
"Hmm, try this."
Both were eating.
"Mr. Gallagher, your reserved seat is over here, please follow me."
The service manager led the way respectfully.
Behind him were Nathaniel Gallagher, Eleanor Churchill, and Henry Gallagher.
Josephine Thompson instinctively looked up.
Nathaniel Gallagher was carefully pushing Eleanor Churchill’s wheelchair into the restaurant.
"Eleanor, I’ve reserved a table, and brought you and our son here to try the new specials here."
Eleanor Churchill smiled softly, "Is this new?"
"Yes, it’s been open for a few years."
The waiter stepped forward to pull out a chair.
Nathaniel Gallagher helped Eleanor Churchill, seating her carefully.
"Are you cold? I’ll ask someone to bring a shawl!"
Eleanor Churchill smiled faintly, "It’s fine, not cold."
Henry Gallagher spotted Josephine at the next table, "Daddy, look, it’s Mommy!"
"..." Nathaniel Gallagher followed his gaze.
Right away, he saw Josephine Thompson and Julian Grant at the neighboring table.
Suddenly, his temples twitched uncontrollably, as if hot oil was poured onto his heart.
Even though the two were already divorced.
Yet temporarily, he couldn’t completely detach from this relationship. In his subconscious, he still considered her his wife.
Moreover, after the divorce, he gave her 5.2 billion in alimony, along with a commercial city worth billions.
Although he didn’t say it aloud.
He actually hoped she would remain faithful to him, wait for him, keep loving him.
But he never expected that merely a week after their divorce, she couldn’t wait to reconcile with her ex-boyfriend.
He truly couldn’t accept this kind of blow and humiliation.
"Mommy..." Henry Gallagher giggled, happily running over to Josephine Thompson.
Having not seen Mommy for so many days, he somewhat missed her.
"Henny." Josephine Thompson subconsciously stood up.
Henry Gallagher excitedly looked at Julian Grant, "New Daddy, oh no, it’s Uncle Julian!"
Julian Grant touched his head, jokingly said, "Haha, good boy!"
Henry Gallagher lifted his innocent face up to Josephine Thompson, "Mommy, why haven’t you come home for so many days? Are you still mad at me? I’ve promised Uncle Julian, I’ll be a good child from now on."
"..." Josephine Thompson felt a lump in her throat, her heart felt like it had been stabbed.
Even though Henry Gallagher wasn’t her biological child.
Still, she had endured a hard nine-month pregnancy, nearly sacrificed half her life to bring him into the world.
She had even suffered more pain than the average pregnant woman.
Yet...
The child she painstakingly gave birth to wasn’t actually hers.
This feeling is truly indescribable.
Nathaniel Gallagher took a deep breath, sternly reprimaned, "Henny, come back."
"Oh." Henry Gallagher feared his daddy was upset, so he returned to his side.
Josephine Thompson felt a chill all over, unwilling to face Nathaniel Gallagher and Eleanor Churchill.
"Julian, let’s go!"
