Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 323: Young Master Shaw Watches His Little Wife
Ian Bailey called Basil Smith again and asked, "Where exactly did Shaw go? Get him to come here immediately. It’s been hard enough making progress with his insomnia, and now it’s disrupted again. Is he trying to exhaust himself to death? Also, remind him to show respect to the elder doctor!"
Basil Smith knew how severe Young Master’s insomnia was, so he went to the office to check. He found the office door closed, and the rest area door was tightly shut.
Basil Smith pulled up the surveillance footage.
The secret surveillance in Godfery Shaw’s office could only be viewed by Godfery and Basil Smith.
As Basil saw the footage, he was a bit dazed when he replied, "Young Master is sleeping."
"Doesn’t matter what he’s doing, make him come immediately." Ian Bailey shouted then finally realized what Basil Smith said, asked incredulously, "What did you say?"
Basil Smith calmed down, repeated, "Young Madam is accompanying Young Master, and Young Master is already asleep."
Ian Bailey instantly felt that he might be obsolete.
That young girl wasn’t just one of the reasons for Godfery’s insomnia; she was the entire reason!
With that young girl around, as long as there were some calming medications, Godfery’s insomnia could quickly improve.
Ian Bailey earnestly said to Basil Smith, "If you want your Young Master to live longer, find a way to keep the young lady around."
"We know." Basil Smith said before hanging up the phone.
Looking at the surveillance video of the peacefully sleeping Young Master, how could he not know? Young Master had once personally told him that Young Madam was as important as life to him.
He knew five years ago.
Basil Smith exited the surveillance, thinking about the words Hailey Smith said today. He bought Hailey the motorcycle she had longed for.
Hailey, upon receiving the motorcycle, was completely confused, not knowing what had happened. Her brother never let her squander money, but today he was so generous.
In the rest area, both were sleeping soundly.
Previously one was in the café, another in the flower shop. Now their distance was closer.
Nancy Allen woke up at five in the afternoon.
Primarily, the sofa wasn’t great for sleeping; her neck was sore, prompting her to wake up and turn her first gaze towards Godfery Shaw, finding him still asleep.
Nancy moved her neck, letting out a sulky groan.
With the slight noise, Godfery Shaw immediately opened his eyes.
Godfery Shaw slept quite properly; he remained the same in sleep or when waking up. If it weren’t for the slightly sleepy look in his eyes, you wouldn’t be able to tell he had slept.
Seeing Nancy in pain, Godfery instantly got up and placed his warm hand on Nancy’s neck, his well-rested voice tinged with a sexy hoarse tone, "Did you twist your neck?"
Godfery was very close, gently massaging Nancy’s neck.
But having a stiff neck really hurts; as Godfery pressed, Nancy let out another groan, instinctively moving forward, landing directly in Godfery’s arms.
Godfery’s body tensed slightly, tenderly said, "Don’t dodge, it’ll stop hurting once it’s relaxed."
Nancy used not to fear pain, injuring herself, crashing in a car, walking through fire, she didn’t care at all.
Now that she was back, perhaps it was her parents constantly reminding her to take care of her health, Emma Lewis and Sophie Allen being concerned, and having many caring for her, she learned to say it hurts.
Listening to Godfery’s gentle coaxing, Nancy leaned lightly against Godfery’s body.
What to do? She’s not what he likes anymore, and yet she likes being close to him more and more.
After a while, Nancy softly said, "Alright, I’m okay now."
She slightly clenched her fists, forcibly withdrew from Godfery’s side, feigned a lighthearted wave at Godfery, "The sun’s setting, I’m heading back."
"Let me drive you."
"No need; your place has good food, I’ll come over for lunch again tomorrow."
Nancy said and left like she was escaping.
Godfery seemed to get some important promise; she would come again tomorrow.
After sleeping soundly, Godfery’s spirit improved greatly.
At this moment, he saw the small table next to the sofa, where Nancy’s previously read book lay. Godfery picked it up casually and started to leaf through.
Reading two pages, he frowned and looked back at the cover, seeing the title ’Young Master’s Strong Love for Little Wife’.
Godfery paused.
He took the book out of the rest area, originally planning to work, but instead, he sat on a chair and began to read the book.
Mainly wanting to see what the book Nancy was interested in was about.
When Nancy left, Basil Smith already knew.
Thinking that whenever Young Madam visited, Young Master had a good mood, Basil Smith brought over a pile of cumbersome work files. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"Young Master, please urgently handle these files." Basil Smith said, carrying a bunch of files.
"I’m busy, you deal with them yourself."
Godfery didn’t even raise his head, directly brushing it off.
Basil Smith paused and looked over, seeing Young Master holding a pink book, and seeing the book title, Basil felt like he was struck by lightning.
What’s Young Master reading!
Ignoring a heap of important business, reading about a ’little wife’!
The problem is that the cold-faced, cold-hearted Young Master is reading such a book!
Basil Smith didn’t know how he managed to walk out of the office; he wondered how to gently remind Young Madam in the future to prevent Young Master from reading such books.
Godfery didn’t mind Basil Smith’s shock, continuing to frown as he read about the little wife, filled with inner conflict. Does Nancy like books like this, or does she fancy the little wife’s life in the book?
Meanwhile, as Nancy left Cloudglow Tower, looking back at the tall building before her, she felt her mood a bit uneasy.
She took out her phone and messaged the new girl at the flower shop, "Clara, I have to head back first; just close up and go home when it’s time."
The message went out, and Nancy soon received a reply.
"Alright Miss Allen, goodbye Miss Allen!"
Even through texts, you could tell she’s a lively girl.
Upon returning this time, Nancy discovered that Frank’s sick mother had come to help her watch the shop, and she immediately posted a recruitment ad at the door.
This morning she hired a young girl, Clara, daughter of the fish-selling uncle in the nearby market, who usually helped sell fish at the market.
Clara said she wanted to retake the exams, aiming for college again. Her family wouldn’t allow it, saying idling without income isn’t okay, asking her to help sell fish, but she wanted to find an income-generating job; a low salary was fine as long as she could read.
Nancy agreed to pay her a market rate of three thousand, asking her to look after the shop and allowing her to read books freely.
Since the flower house sells autonomously, usually customers seek the owner with questions, which doesn’t disrupt reading.
Generally, it’s just opening and closing doors, quite leisurely.
Thus Nancy’s flower shop now had a young girl watching the shop.
When Nancy finished reading the reply, her phone suddenly received a call from her teacher.
Nancy picked up the phone.
Knowing Nancy wasn’t convenient to talk, Robert Reed directly said, "Tomorrow, an old friend of mine has an art exhibition in Capital City, and Sophie’s painting was selected as part of it. I plan to take Sophie there tonight to see the exhibition tomorrow; the child insists on sharing her joy with you, please come back soon."
Sophie’s painting was being displayed at a renowned exhibition?
Nancy thought for a bit, for such an occasion, as a mother, she should seem to go together.
So Nancy replied, "Alright, I’ll come back immediately."
Nancy took a cab back to Ink Manor.
