Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young-Chapter 73: None of Them Are Easy to Deal With
Nathaniel Gallagher paused for a moment but couldn’t help moving closer to her, "Josephine, why are you so resistant to me?"
"I won’t eat you, nor will I hurt you, what am I afraid of?"
"Stay back." Josephine Thompson ducked under his arm, hiding in the opposite corner.
Nathaniel felt a pang in his heart and turned to approach her again.
Suddenly, he wanted to test something.
Was it that he was really incapable?
Or... was it only with Eleanor Churchill?
As he got closer to her, he caught a whiff of the faint fragrance she emitted.
It wasn’t perfume, but a clean scent from shampoo and body wash, mixed with her natural scent.
Nathaniel felt a stir in his heart and sincerely said, "Josephine, even if we’re divorced, I hope we can still be friends. If you have any difficulties, you can ask me for help. I will definitely help you with what I can."
"Ha!" Josephine couldn’t help but sneer.
Be friends with him?
Utterly ridiculous!
After the divorce, she just wanted to never see him again.
Because meeting him would remind her of painful memories, as if reopening healed wounds.
Better not to meet than to meet.
Hearing her sneer.
Nathaniel murmured wistfully, "I’m serious."
"Shut up, will you!"
She would never forgive him in her lifetime!
First, he hid his romantic past. Before the marriage, she repeatedly ensured whether he had any emotional ties, and he always firmly said no.
Secondly, he deceived her into giving birth to a child with someone else. This matter could never be resolved for her.
Moreover, he tampered with her car, attempting to kill her.
A man so sinister and malicious.
How could she possibly dare to get close again?
Nathaniel: "I know you hate me, and I have nothing more to say."
"But, my love for you was genuine!"
"Nathaniel Gallagher, you are truly shameless!"
"Say whatever you want!" Nathaniel didn’t want to explain further, but couldn’t help getting closer to her.
He wanted to feel again whether he would still be impulsive?
As they got closer.
He couldn’t help but feel a warmth in his lower abdomen, blood rushing to his chest cavity.
Josephine panicked inside, her back pressing tightly against the wall, "Don’t come any closer to me."
"Josephine, I mean no harm, I just want to test something."
Josephine looked at him coldly, "Test what?"
Nathaniel didn’t speak, just kept getting closer, wanting to feel her aura.
His breathing became erratic, "Josephine, can we really not be friends?"
"Are you sick?" Josephine was both angry and furious, raising her hand to slap him hard on the face.
"Bang!" Nathaniel anticipated it and raised his hand to catch her wrist.
Her wrist was slender, yet slightly fleshy.
She had a small frame but wasn’t skin and bones. Moreover, her skin was very pale and thin, delicate and smooth like white porcelain.
Just holding her wrist, he was already losing control.
"Are you trying to hit me again?"
"Let go."
"No." Nathaniel pressed closer, his breathing growing more chaotic.
"Thud!" A sound.
Josephine fiercely lifted her foot, stamping hard with the heel of her high heel onto his foot.
Landing squarely on his toe.
"Ugh..." Nathaniel was caught off guard, crying out in pain.
The pain in his toe shot straight to his head, making his mind buzz.
He instinctively wanted to bend over, stomping his feet to alleviate the pain.
Josephine feared his retaliation.
Seizing the moment, she unhesitatingly raised her knee hard, hitting straight for his groin!
"Go to hell!"
The knee strike landed precisely.
With significant force.
"Ugh—" Nathaniel’s eyes widened, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.
"Damn..." he muttered.
"Ding!" The elevator doors opened.
Before Nathaniel could react, Josephine sprinted out of the elevator.
"Josephine..." Nathaniel was furious, wanting to chase after her.
But the pain in his toe and elsewhere was excruciating, leaving him nearly unable to stand.
"Die, scumbag, go to hell!" Josephine still wasn’t satisfied after running out of the elevator.
She turned back, swung her fist, and punched him hard on the nose.
"Pfft!"
A triple blow.
Not lethal, but very painful.
Nathaniel hopped on one foot, one hand covering his bleeding nose, the other covering... his vital part.
The pain made him dizzy, his temper flaring.
He never had the heart to retaliate heavily against her.
But she always hit him as if to kill.
Of course, there’s a natural gap in physical strength and physique between men and women.
She might have to hit him ten times for him to feel nothing.
But one counterpunch from him might take half her life.
So, he never fought back against her.
After the last punch.
Josephine dared not hesitate, hurriedly ran towards the car.
"Thud thud thud!"
She ran extremely fast.
Reaching the car, she immediately opened the door and got in.
"Drive!"
"President Thompson, what happened? Why are you so flustered?"
"Don’t ask, just go."
The driver, hearing this, dared not delay, "Oh, oh, okay."
Having said that, he immediately put the car in gear and hit the gas.
The car quickly drove out of the parking lot.
In the elevator.
"Ugh, damn it, you’ll pay for this."
Outside the elevator.
Seven or eight bodyguards heard the noise and immediately gathered around.
Seeing President Gallagher bleeding from his nose, the bodyguards were all terrified.
"President Gallagher, are you okay?"
"Hiss~" Nathaniel Gallagher glanced at the blood on his hand and became even angrier.
"What do you think?"
"President Gallagher, hurry and go find a doctor to treat you!"
Nathaniel Gallagher shouted, "Then what are you standing around for?"
"Oh, oh."
The bodyguards looked scared and panicked.
They hurriedly went forward to support him and brought him back to the clinic floor.
...
Back in the emergency room.
Nathaniel Gallagher’s big toe’s toenail was completely bruised, and blood was still gushing from his nose.
That wasn’t all.
The crucial area was in such pain that he felt he might pass out.
The doctor saw it and was startled, "What happened to President Gallagher?"
Andy looked anxious, "Don’t ask, just treat the wound quickly."
"Okay."
Outside the clinic room.
Vivian Shaw saw the scene and felt both distressed and annoyed.
The only person who dared to hurt her brother so badly, yet he didn’t hold grudge against,
could only be Josephine Thompson.
Moreover, she had just seen her brother chase Josephine Thompson into the elevator with her own eyes.
"Josephine Thompson, you bitch. How dare you hurt my brother like this, damn you."
Thinking again.
She hurt her brother this badly, yet he didn’t hold a grudge against her.
It shows that, in his heart, he still loves Josephine Thompson, the damn bitch.
"It’s really hateful, there’s trouble everywhere. Josephine Thompson, the damn bitch hasn’t been dealt with, and now there’s the aunt."
"Is it destined that I can’t get close to my brother in this lifetime? No, I refuse!"
"None of them are worthy of my brother, only I am worthy."
Neither Josephine Thompson nor the aunt.
Both seem difficult to deal with.
Vivian Shaw was both angry and hateful, yet she had no recourse.
After thinking hard for a long time.
A burst of inspiration hit her suddenly, "... Could it be possible to make them fight each other? When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman gains."
"Josephine Thompson and the aunt are both not easy to deal with. If they start fighting, it will definitely be a fight to the death. Then I can reap the benefits."
"Yes, let’s do that. It’s best if they both bite each other and perish together..."
...
Later that day.
Vivian Shaw ran back to Mrs. Gallagher’s ward in a hurry, "Godmother, it’s bad, brother is injured."
"What?" Mrs. Gallagher had been angrily humming.
She immediately sat up from the bed upon hearing her son was injured.
"What’s wrong with Nathaniel?"
Vivian Shaw’s eyes were teary, and she deliberately said with panic: "Brother was beaten and injured, now he’s in the emergency room getting his wounds treated."
Mrs. Gallagher listened, and instantly exploded, "How is that possible? Who can beat Nathaniel?"
While speaking, she anxiously got out of bed.
"I need to go and see, what are the bodyguards good for? The Gallagher Family spends so much money every year to hire these bodyguards, and they still let my son get injured."
"I think they all want to be fired..."
Mrs. Gallagher cursed angrily, ignoring putting on her shoes properly and rushed out of the ward.
Vivian Shaw led the way, "Brother is downstairs in the emergency room."
"Quickly go take a look."
A few of them rushed anxiously to the elevator entrance.
There were already many people waiting at the elevator, and the elevator hadn’t come up for a long time.
"Why hasn’t the elevator come? It’s so frustrating."
"Godmother, it’s just one floor anyway, let’s just take the stairs."
"Mm-hmm, that’s good."
Mrs. Gallagher couldn’t wait any longer and immediately followed Vivian Shaw to the staircase entrance.
At the staircase entrance.
There were still many people.
The hospital was particularly crowded today, many patients’ family members couldn’t wait for the elevator either, and chose to take the stairs.
Mrs. Gallagher hurriedly went downstairs, "Don’t block the way, don’t block the way."
"Why the rush?"
Taking advantage of the chaos.
Vivian Shaw’s mind went blank, and she instinctively stuck out her foot to trip Mrs. Gallagher.
"Ah--"
Mrs. Gallagher had been rushing downstairs.
This time, she couldn’t stand firm and plunged down the stairs directly.
"Roll--"
"Thump--"
Mrs. Gallagher rolled over ten more times before she fell heavily onto the concrete floor.
"Madam, Godmother."
Mrs. Dixon and Vivian Shaw came to their senses and quickly went down the stairs to check.
Others on the stairs were also startled.
"Oh oh my--" Mrs. Gallagher had a tooth knocked out, was battered and bruised, and bleeding from the mouth.
"Heavens, quickly go call a doctor."
"Quickly, pick up Madam."
"Don’t... don’t move... leg, leg’s broken." Mrs. Gallagher shrieked miserably.
She always lived like a queen, never experienced such pain. After crying out a few times, she fainted from the pain.
"Doctor, hurry!"
The doctors and nurses heard the cries and quickly came to check.
Upon seeing that it was the chairman’s mom who fell like this.
Instantly, everyone was in a panic, "Quickly, bring the stretcher over."
The crowd hurriedly lifted Mrs. Gallagher onto the stretcher.
Then, rushed her to the emergency room.
"Doctors, it’s bad, Mrs. Gallagher fell, and a tooth is knocked out."
Several surgeons saw the situation, couldn’t care about other patients, and hurried forward to treat Mrs. Gallagher.
"The tooth is broken, quickly get pain medication, call Dr. Warren from dentistry."
"The leg is also fractured, quickly call Director Linton from orthopedics."
"Should we notify President Gallagher?"
