Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young-Chapter 96: Josephine Thompson, Are You Messing with Me on Purpose?
A moment later.
Nathaniel Gallagher looked at Evelyn Thorne with a smitten expression.
Thinking she was not in her right mind, he ignored her and continued walking forward.
After walking ten more steps, he finally saw Ward 908.
"Knock, knock, knock"
He held his breath and politely knocked on the ward door.
The person inside thought it was the nurse checking on them and casually called out, "Come in!"
Nathaniel Gallagher took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and walked in.
As he walked in,
he happened to run into Julian Grant head-on.
Their eyes met, and both froze in disbelief for a moment.
Silence lingered for half a minute.
Nathaniel Gallagher’s throat tightened, and a rush of jealousy surged up to his head, "...Julian Grant, what are you doing here?"
Julian Grant, hearing this, sneered disdainfully, "Shouldn’t I be asking you that? What are you doing here?"
Nathaniel Gallagher’s face darkened, feeling both envious and furious inside.
Had Josephine Thompson been with Julian Grant all these days?
"Where’s Josephine?"
Julian Grant laughed coldly, "Why do you want to see her? Haven’t you hurt her enough?"
Nathaniel Gallagher retorted coldly, "None of your damn business."
Julian Grant straightened his back, blocking his path, "Of course, it’s my business. Josephine is now my girlfriend. Anyone who dares to bully her is crossing me."
Nathaniel Gallagher felt as if a bucket of boiling jealousy had been poured over his head.
He almost gritted his teeth, his voice icy as it squeezed out of his throat, "Did she really agree to be your girlfriend?"
"What else? Get out of here, don’t make things awkward."
"I don’t believe it, Josephine, come out!"
Inside the room.
Hearing the argument outside.
Josephine Thompson’s heart tightened, and she hurried out.
In the living room.
Julian Grant and Nathaniel Gallagher were on the brink of a fight, the tension around them alarmingly high.
"...Nathaniel Gallagher, why are you here? What are you doing here?"
Nathaniel Gallagher heard this, his eyes glinting with disbelief as he looked at her, "What do you think?"
Josephine Thompson looked at him coldly, not wanting to waste words, "You’re not welcome here, please leave immediately."
Pfft!
Nathaniel Gallagher felt his blood rushing to his head.
He had just texted her saying he was coming to visit his grandfather!
She had agreed, which was why he came over.
But to his surprise, she was so indifferent upon meeting?
Was she deliberately playing with him?
"...What did you say? Say it again?"
Josephine Thompson looked at him as cold as ice, her voice even colder, "Please leave, you’re not welcome here, and I don’t want to see you."
"..." Nathaniel Gallagher’s brows furrowed as he looked at her with a complex, icy gaze.
Julian Grant blocked Josephine Thompson, "Didn’t you hear what Josephine said? What are you still doing here? Leave already!"
Nathaniel Gallagher pushed past Julian Grant, "Josephine, come out, I need to talk to you."
"There’s nothing to talk about, now go!"
Julian Grant, after being pushed, erupted with rage and fiercely shoved Nathaniel Gallagher back, "Didn’t you hear? Get out now."
Nathaniel Gallagher was equally furious, pushing back, "None of your damn business."
Triggered, Julian Grant immediately started to fight, "You looking for trouble?"
"Crash, bang—"
The two of them, like enraged beasts, started fighting in the living room.
Various rehabilitation equipment and tables and chairs got caught in the chaos.
Seeing this, Josephine Thompson was startled and hurried to separate them, "Stop it, both of you, stop fighting."
"Bang, clatter—"
The two continued to tangle, ending up falling heavily to the ground together.
They still traded blows mercilessly.
"Bang—"
Julian Grant punched repeatedly without pause.
And Nathaniel Gallagher locked his arm around his neck, trying to strangle him.
"Clang, bang—"
Julian Grant struggled to break free, using all his strength.
But unfortunately.
Nathaniel Gallagher rarely started fights.
When he did, he would deliver serious blows.
Seeing this, Josephine Thompson turned pale with fright, "Let go, stop it."
Engineer Hughes and the nurses, hearing the fight, were also alarmed.
"Go call the security staff over."
"Oh, oh."
A nurse tried to run to the door, but the two, grappling, rolled to the doorway.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
Julian Grant, having fought Nathaniel Gallagher once before, knew he hit hard.
So this time, he didn’t take any chances.
Unable to break free, he grabbed a training metal pipe and swung at Nathaniel Gallagher’s head.
Nathaniel Gallagher, clutching his neck, did a death roll like a crocodile to the side.
"Bang!"
The metal pipe hit the ground.
At the same time, the two separated.
"You bastard, playing dirty again?"
"Julian Grant, go to hell!"
The nurse couldn’t get out, and screamed in fright, "Ahhhh--"
Evelyn Thorne heard the fight and hurriedly ran in to check.
"Oh my God, Grant the Dog, why are you fighting?"
Josephine Thompson’s heart was pounding.
Seeing the two of them, heads broken and bleeding, still unwilling to stop, she couldn’t persuade them, "Stop right now, don’t fight anymore."
As they started to tussle again.
A large group of security finally arrived.
Nathaniel Gallagher’s bodyguards also rushed over.
The security captain, holding a stun baton, stepped forward to break up the fight, "Don’t cause trouble, don’t cause trouble, stop it, don’t fight anymore."
Andy, Martin, and others hurried forward to check, "President Gallagher, are you alright?"
A dozen people persuaded and pulled, finally separating the two of them.
Josephine Thompson panic-stricken, hurriedly went to check on Julian Grant, "Julian, are you okay?"
Julian Grant wiped the blood from the corner of his lip, "Josephine, I’m fine, don’t worry."
"You’re bleeding."
"It’s nothing, it’s just a minor injury, it’s no big deal."
Nathaniel Gallagher, seeing this, looked at her sinisterly and terrifyingly, furious, "Josephine Thompson, are you deliberately playing with me?"
Josephine Thompson glanced back at him, he too covered in scratches, looking even scarier, "I don’t understand what you’re saying, you should just leave!"
Nathaniel Gallagher’s eyes sharpened, asking viciously, "I just want to ask you one thing, are you really together with Julian Grant?"
Josephine Thompson’s heart caught, looking at him both angry and cold, "This has nothing to do with you."
Nathaniel Gallagher felt like a knife had stabbed his heart, "Ha~, how dare you say it has nothing to do with me?"
These three days.
She was eagerly and actively flirting with him every day.
Even kept asking him for selfies, and also wanted to see his... ’nude photos.’
And he thought she had changed her mind.
He’s been in a particularly good mood these two days, even, he had decided to start over again with her.
Audenburg as one home, Northwood as another home.
Unexpectedly, after meeting, she turned her back on him, not recognizing him. Even already started a new relationship with another man.
"Nathaniel Gallagher, no matter who I’m with, it has nothing to do with you." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Nathaniel Gallagher choked with heavy breath, "So, you’ve been deliberately messing with me these three days, haven’t you?"
Josephine Thompson became even more angry after hearing this, "I don’t understand what you’re saying. How am I messing with you?"
"What do you think? Are you playing dumb with me now?"
Josephine Thompson: "You’re crazy, I don’t even know what you’re talking about. Leave now. If you don’t leave, I’ll have to let the police handle it."
Nathaniel Gallagher took a sharp breath, instantly becoming angry from embarrassment.
How dare she mess with him like this?
Did she really think he couldn’t bear to hurt her?
"Fine, Josephine Thompson, you’re something else!"
Evelyn Thorne was scared, her heart chaotic, sheepishly smoothing things over, "Uh~, everyone just calm down, calm down! Peace brings wealth, why get so angry?"
"Everyone’s a friend when we meet..."
She just wanted to see what Nathaniel Gallagher looked like in person?
She never expected it to blow up so much.
Andy solemnly and softly said, "President Gallagher, Miss Churchill is about to come out of the exam room, we should leave now!"
Nathaniel Gallagher listened, looked sinisterly at Julian Grant, and then coldly glanced at Josephine Thompson.
"Hmph~"
"Let’s go."
Security Captain: "Miss Thompson, do you want to call the police?"
Josephine Thompson heard this and instinctively looked at Julian Grant, "Julian, are you alright?"
Julian Grant smiled warmly, "It’s fine, don’t call the police, I don’t want any trouble."
"Um, okay then!"
"Also, any instruments and items broken here should be compensated at the original price..."
Josephine Thompson looked apologetic, "Okay, I’ll compensate at the full price."
Julian Grant: "I broke all of these, you don’t need to worry, I’ll compensate!"
"No need, no need, I will compensate. Your nose is still bleeding, quickly treat it!"
"Yeah, yeah."
Josephine Thompson, panic-stricken, hurriedly called the doctor over.
Then, she also had the servants clean up the broken items and tidy up.
Master Thompson heard the sounds of fighting and curiously asked, "What happened outside?"
"Nothing, nothing, it was just some people causing trouble outside."
"Oh, is that so..." the old man mumbled, closing his eyes to sleep.
The old man’s ears were a bit dull, plus he had just taken medicine, feeling drowsy. So even if outside was in chaos, he only heard a little commotion.
Soon.
The doctor came to treat Julian Grant’s injuries.
Evelyn Thorne bit her lip, guiltily sitting nearby, afraid to speak.
Julian Grant glared at her angrily, "This is all your fault!"
"Hurry and get back to Caldwen, don’t cause me more trouble."
Evelyn Thorne, hearing this, pouted but held her tongue.
"Still not leaving?" Julian Grant raised his hand, pretending to hit her.
"What are you doing? I didn’t do it on purpose. I was just... just..."
Josephine Thompson came out from the inner room, hearing the two argue, even more headache, "What are you two arguing about again?"
Evelyn Thorne quickly hid behind her, pitifully acting cute, "Ah, nothing, nothing, Josephine, I’m sorry."
"Why are you apologizing?"
"Well~, just sorry for everything!"
Julian Grant’s head hurt, angrily glaring at Evelyn Thorne, "Hurry back to Caldwen."
Josephine Thompson, not understanding, "Julian, Evelyn’s fine, why are you scolding her?"
"..." Julian Grant’s heart seized, speechless with anger.
He wanted to tell Josephine Thompson the truth.
But ultimately held his tongue.
If he had told her from the start, it would have been fine.
Now that things turned out like this, if he told her the truth, she’d definitely be very mad at him.
