Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 279: No One Dares Insult Her

Nancy Allen raised an eyebrow slightly.

Godfrey Shaw’s mother?

In her past life, she had met Godfrey Shaw’s mother. After she was disfigured, Webb took advantage of Godfrey Shaw’s absence to visit her.

It wasn’t to tell her to leave Godfrey Shaw, but to urge her not to make a fuss about a divorce, saying that a monster matched with an ugly woman was fitting. This way, it would give the Shaw family peace of mind. She also said that if she were sensible, she’d persuade Godfrey Shaw not to compete with the Shaw family, or else she’d meet a mysterious death.

Nancy Allen thought that in her past life she didn’t care about Godfrey Shaw, but now recalling it, she clearly remembered the tone Webb used at that time.

It was as if Godfrey Shaw was destined to be oppressed by the Shaw family, and Godfrey Shaw was supposed to sacrifice himself while fighting back was deemed unforgivable.

Webb despised and resented Godfrey Shaw, yet hoped that his compliant existence would allow her to live in leisure and affluence in the Shaw family.

Thinking of all this, Nancy Allen gradually furrowed her brows.

She didn’t expect to meet Webb again under such circumstances.

Seeing that Nancy Allen still hadn’t greeted her, Webb’s face darkened, "Amelia Wright, do you think that just because Godfrey Shaw likes you, you can be so rude to me? I am Godfrey Shaw’s mother. It’s because of me being in the Shaw family all these years that Godfrey Shaw has obediently helped the Shaw family for so many years. Your position in his heart isn’t as high as mine. He’s a monster and doesn’t understand emotions, don’t deceive yourself!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Nancy Allen loathed the name Amelia Wright, and also loathed the woman in front of her.

In her past life, she had no feelings for Godfrey Shaw, yet she still held this woman in utter contempt.

Now, Godfrey Shaw belonged to her. How could she tolerate this woman speaking ill of Godfrey Shaw before her?

Nancy Allen rose from the sofa, the blanket slipping to her waist. Despite exuding an air of just waking up laziness, she gave off a sense of cold detachment.

It was like in those historical dramas, where a noble consort being carried in a palanquin gives a dismissive glance, so dignified that nothing can catch her eye.

While Webb marveled at the beauty of the person before her, Nancy Allen endured the pain in her throat and spoke in a low voice.

"Webb, they say a tiger does not eat its own cubs. You’ve really expanded my understanding. Godfrey Shaw knows you’re exploiting him, but in the past years, as the Shaw family used you to threaten him time and time again, he still compromised. For someone like you, he even maintained his last shred of goodwill. You say he’s a monster, but what exactly does that make you!"

Nancy Allen’s voice was icy and disdainful.

She didn’t know what Godfrey Shaw’s childhood was like, but that day when she heard that Godfrey Shaw sent his father to prison along with this Webb and the various vile characters in the Shaw family, she realized that Godfrey Shaw didn’t have a good life.

Godfrey Shaw was unwilling to take action, so she didn’t mind stepping in for him.

Webb initially wanted to show her importance, to make the woman in front of her recognize it.

But to her surprise, this seemingly sickly and half-dead woman dared to speak to her like that, infuriating Webb instantly: "You... how dare you speak to me like this! I am Godfrey Shaw’s mother!"

"So what? Since you know who I am, you should know what happened to the Wright family. Those who bullied me, even calling themselves adoptive parents for more than ten years, one went mad and the other died. Do you think a mother’s title can intimidate me? If you dare insult him again, I won’t be polite to you."

Though Nancy Allen couldn’t see clearly, it seemed she clearly focused on Webb’s side, and the chill in her eyes made Webb subconsciously step back.

As Webb retreated a step, she was somewhat annoyed and embarrassed, unable to maintain her demeanor as a noblewoman.

"Alright, you wretch, pretending to be weak before Godfrey Shaw, yet daring to be arrogant in front of me. If I don’t teach you a lesson today, I won’t be called Webb."

After all, with Godfrey Shaw not around, a sickly person could dream of getting the upper hand on her.

"Smack!"

Nancy Allen let out a sound, "Sorry, can’t see well, might have missed."

That’s right, before Webb could make a move, Nancy Allen struck first.

Her eyesight had deteriorated, but her hearing had become quite sharp. She heard footsteps, a heavy kind that reassured her, indicating Godfrey Shaw had arrived.

Webb clutched her face and screamed, "Ah! You dared to hit me! I will kill you, wretch."

Webb raised her hand to hit hard.

However, her hand never landed on Nancy Allen’s face.

Godfrey Shaw swiftly approached, seizing the hand Webb had raised. His face was extremely displeased, exuding a kind of barely contained fury.

Webb’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly said, "Godfrey, I... I heard you came back and wanted to see you. It’s been so long since you returned to the old house. Mom really missed you. There was just a little misunderstanding with Amelia Wright, I only intended to scare her, but instead, she hit me."

Nancy Allen said nothing, simply sat quietly.

There was a conspicuous red handprint on Webb’s face, and Nancy Allen bore no injuries. At first glance, anyone would assume Webb was telling the truth.

However, Godfrey Shaw merely issued a chilling warning, "Do not call her Amelia Wright."

Webb froze, evidently not expecting Godfrey Shaw’s first words to be that.

Nancy Allen’s pervasive coldness dissipated significantly because of those words. He understood what she detested.

Nancy Allen silently mouthed to Godfrey Shaw, "She bullied me."

Since Webb wanted a contest of who occupied a higher place in Godfrey Shaw’s heart, she didn’t mind showing Webb.

Yet as she spoke, blood seeped from the corner of Nancy Allen’s mouth.

Due to suppressing anger and speaking forcibly, her vocal cords tore again, and as soon as she spoke, the blood welled up from her throat, seeping out from the corner of her mouth.

Godfrey Shaw’s face instantly turned pale with fright.

He forcefully shook off Webb, stepping forward to embrace Nancy Allen.

He knew how riddled with wounds Nancy Allen’s body was. He had consulted a renowned doctor, who informed him that Nancy Allen’s health was severely damaged and without proper care, she might not live many years. Godfrey Shaw had always been apprehensive, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Godfrey Shaw spoke urgently, "Nancy, what’s wrong? I’ll call the doctor immediately!"

Nancy Allen raised a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips and whispered in Godfrey Shaw’s ear, "Don’t worry, I’m not injured. It’s just that when I spoke, I tore my throat a bit."

Godfrey Shaw didn’t relax at all and still called the doctor.

Then he looked at Webb, his gaze had completely changed.

She had been wounded, and another violent, bloodthirsty personality emerged.

Webb remained prostrate on the ground, seemingly in disbelief that Godfrey Shaw would treat her like this.

Seeing Godfrey Shaw looking at her, Webb sobbed, "How... how can you do this to me? Have you forgotten your mother’s kindness to you when you were a child?"

"Ha, ha, how could I forget? On the day I was selected, you all bought me new clothes with great joy, like dressing up a sacrificial offering, tricked me into that little dark room, I’ll never forget it my whole life."

Webb’s expression stiffened, large tears falling, "I was also helpless, how could a weak woman like me resist the Shaw family, you shouldn’t blame me, if it wasn’t for what happened back then that made them groom you heavily in the Shaw family, you wouldn’t be who you are today."

Webb cried bitterly, as if her son was an ungrateful wolf.

She was quite satisfied with her performance, but didn’t notice the increasingly violent aura of Godfrey Shaw.