Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young-Chapter 71: A Kiss That Made Their Lips Hurt

Before reaching the inner hall.

Mrs. Gallagher’s face had already turned into an angry growl, trembling with fury, "Nathaniel, are you joking with me?"

"You’re divorcing Josephine for that woman?"

Nathaniel Gallagher’s face was composed, "Mom, I’m not joking."

"No way, I absolutely won’t agree. I think you’re crazy, has your brain been slammed by a door? You’re abandoning such a good wife like Josephine for an old and broken-down woman?"

Nathaniel frowned and angrily said, "Mom, I won’t let you talk about Eleanor like that."

"The feelings between us can’t be matched by ordinary people. She’s also the most important person in my heart; I won’t let her down."

Mrs. Gallagher listened and was enraged, "What feelings do you have for her? Yes, she contributed to the Gallagher family in the past."

"But we didn’t treat her unfairly; she received all the rewards she deserved."

Nathaniel interrupted her painfully, "Without Eleanor, I wouldn’t be where I am today."

Mrs. Gallagher said harshly, "Nathaniel, wake up! Even if she once had kindness towards you, you can repay her in other ways. You can give her money or satisfy her materially. There’s no need for you to involve yourself; you two don’t match at all."

"Anyway, no matter what you say, I won’t agree to her becoming a daughter-in-law of the Gallagher family."

Nathaniel straightened his back and said coldly, "Mom, I brought her here today to inform you, not to seek your opinion."

"Whether you agree or not, you have to agree."

Mrs. Gallagher was so angry that she almost burst, "I don’t care, if you dare to marry her, I’ll show you my death."

"Do you want your mother, or that woman, you choose yourself."

Nathaniel: "Mom, stop being unreasonable, I’ve made up my mind to marry her, nothing you say will change my decision."

After saying this, he turned back towards the living room with a grim face.

"Nathaniel, Nathaniel, you’re going to upset me to death..." Mrs. Gallagher pounded her chest in frustration, yet she was helpless.

Her son wouldn’t listen to her.

She couldn’t oppose him.

...

Inside the living room.

The atmosphere became tense.

Mrs. Dixon and Vivian were wide-eyed, unwilling to believe this fact.

For a long time.

Mrs. Dixon managed to force a dry smile, "...Eleanor, are you really going to marry the young master?"

Eleanor Churchill pondered for a few seconds without answering, just nodded silently.

In the past.

He had proposed to her several times.

She had refused every time.

Because she didn’t want to cause him trouble, nor did she want his hands to be dirty. She could do some things, but he couldn’t!

She had to keep him out of it, and she would bear all the consequences.

Moreover, she firmly believed that his love for her would not change; there was no need for a marriage certificate to tie him down.

But now...

She suddenly lost all sense of security, fearing that he might change his heart, fearing he might truly stop loving her.

So, marriage was a safeguard and also a shackle to bind him.

The mother and daughter exchanged glances again, overwhelmed by various emotions.

Vivian’s whole face was twisted into a tangle, unwillingly asking, "Aunt, you’re not joking, are you?"

"You? You’re marrying my brother? This... this..."

She wanted to say that the aunt wasn’t worthy of her brother.

But she swallowed the words forcefully.

Eleanor gave a cold smile, "Nathaniel wants to marry me, I have no reason to refuse."

"But, but..." Vivian was even more unwilling, her heart blocked.

Could it be that my brother has some leverage in the aunt’s hands?

Otherwise, how could he marry her?

"But what?"

Vivian’s eyes turned sour with jealousy, saying, "But you and my brother don’t match!"

It was acceptable to lose to Josephine Thompson.

After all, Josephine Thompson was Audenburg’s top socialite. In terms of background, appearance, education, and ability, she was superior.

But she saw no reason to lose to her aunt.

Her aunt was nearly forty and had disabilities.

While she was young, beautiful, educated, pure, and coquettish, eliciting sympathy. If my brother were to choose, he should choose her, right?

She was the one suited for him.

Her aunt wasn’t worthy.

Eleanor took a few seconds before saying in a somewhat cold tone, "What’s mismatched?"

Vivian pouted, defiantly saying, "Everything is mismatched."

"Aunt, you... you should have self-awareness."

Just as she spoke.

Nathaniel Gallagher walked out from the inner hall.

"What are you talking about?"

Vivian’s eyes became sour, immediately running in front of him, "Brother, do you really plan to marry Aunt?"

Nathaniel’s face darkened, "Yes, don’t call me brother anymore, call me uncle."

"..." Vivian listened, her unwillingness and jealousy turning into disbelief.

"Here’s the wedding invitation; next month on the 21st, you’re welcome to attend the wedding."

After speaking.

Nathaniel took a gilded wedding invitation out of his pocket and placed it on the coffee table.

"Eleanor, I’m sorry, today made you unhappy, let’s go home!"

"Hmm!"

Nathaniel said no more, supporting Eleanor, and walking towards the door!

"Mom, do you think brother is crazy? How could he want to marry Aunt?"

"..." Mrs. Dixon was equally shocked, unable to utter a word!

Eleanor Churchill was her half-sister from a different father.

In the early years, she was always the one helping her sister. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

But later on.

Her sister began to thrive and turned around to help their family. Not only did she give her several houses, but she also gave her a lot of money.

The Dixon Family could behave so boldly in The Gallagher Family because of Eleanor Churchill.

Now, her sister could marry into a wealthy family, and she should be happy.

But unfortunately, her sister and daughter fell in love with the same wealthy bachelor.

Compared to her sister, of course, she loved her daughter more.

"If the brother really marries my aunt, what should I do? My aunt is old and ugly, how could she match the brother?"

Mrs. Dixon sighed deeply and said with resentment and helplessness: "What’s the point of saying this now?"

"You said it yourself, the aunt is old and ugly. Can’t you compete with her?"

"..." Vivian listened and suddenly felt a newfound strength and confidence.

What her mom said was right.

Even if she couldn’t compete with Josephine Thompson, surely she could compete with her aunt?

Time is on her side; she would definitely make the brother fall for her.

The mother and daughter were both lost in their own thoughts.

From the interior hall came the angry and hysterical cries of Mrs. Gallagher.

"I can’t live anymore, I just can’t live like this! I’m really going to die of anger! How could I have given birth to such a disobedient son?"

The butler, Mrs. Dixon, and Vivian quickly rushed into the interior hall.

Mrs. Gallagher sat on the sofa, crying and beating her chest and feet.

"I’m so furious, I’m so furious..."

"Madam, godmother, don’t be sad."

Mrs. Gallagher pounded the sofa, "What kind of sin did our Gallagher Family commit? Nathaniel wants to bring back such a daughter-in-law. This is an embarrassment to our ancestors, completely disregarding the Gallagher Family’s reputation."

Even someone as excellent as Josephine Thompson was subject to her sharp and harsh criticisms.

Now look.

If Eleanor truly entered The Gallagher Family’s door, she would have "wonderful" days ahead of her.

"Madam, don’t be too sad. The young master must have his reasons for doing this."

"Has he lost his mind? Has he been blinded by greed? How dare he do this? He really wants to anger me to death..."

"Godmother, you mustn’t be too sad."

"Perhaps there is still a turnaround in the situation!"

"What kind of turnaround could there be? Nathaniel never listens to anyone, no matter how much they try to reason with him."

"Godmother, you shouldn’t cry any more. First, think about whether there is a way to stop the brother’s decision."

Mrs. Gallagher’s cries ceased, "Then why aren’t you all thinking of a way for me..."

...

An hour later.

Nathaniel Gallagher returned to The Rose Garden with Eleanor Churchill.

"Are you angry?"

Eleanor smiled softly, "No, I’m already very happy that you could take me back to meet your mother."

"It’s just that your mom definitely won’t accept me!"

Nathaniel gently held her shoulder, "Give her some time, she’ll gradually accept you. Even if she doesn’t, you don’t have to care about her. As long as I love you, we don’t have to care about others’ opinions and judgments."

Listening to this, Eleanor leaned softly on his shoulder, "Nathaniel, do you really still love me?"

"What silly thing are you saying? Of course, I love you, you’re the most important person in my life!" Nathaniel finished speaking and tenderly kissed her forehead.

He did indeed have deep feelings for her.

And indeed placed her in the most important position in his heart.

But...

His feelings for her now seemed to have transcended into familial affection, rather than romantic love.

Eleanor’s heart stirred, "Nathaniel, just hearing you say that makes me content."

After speaking, she actively snuggled into his embrace, passionately kissing his chin and Adam’s apple.

"Eleanor..."

Nathaniel was struck with a mix of surprise and unease, feeling completely out of sorts.

"Nathaniel, if you still love me, why won’t you touch me?" Eleanor said, outright removing her clothes.

She actively straddled him, vigorously kissing his Adam’s apple.

His Adam’s apple was extremely sensitive, reacting explosively at the slightest touch.

Nathaniel hesitated for a moment, then held her and returned her kisses passionately.

She was five years older than him.

When he was in his twenties, he was vigorous and untiring, while she was fiery and passionate, full of allure.

Furthermore, they didn’t often have chances to meet.

So, whenever they had the chance, they would fervently make love.

He wished he could die in her arms.

She also enjoyed his vigor and youthful spirit.

But with Josephine Thompson, he didn’t dare to use the same methods as he did with Eleanor.

Because she simply couldn’t handle it.

"Nathaniel, I love you. I want you to want me like you did before..."

"Alright!"

Nathaniel readily agreed verbally, but he just couldn’t get in the mood; all thunder and no rain!

From intense kissing to slow kissing, and then kissing until both their mouths hurt.

They kissed for about 20 minutes.

Yet he still couldn’t get in the right state!

After struggling for 20 minutes.

Eleanor looked at him, full of disappointment, "Nathaniel, what’s really going on with you? Are you disgusted by me?"

Nathaniel was sweating with anxiety, feeling utterly embarrassed and vexed, "Maybe... maybe it’s just age catching up to me..."

Could it be that he really couldn’t do it?

It didn’t make sense!