Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 435: Moral Blackmail

Nancy Allen also looked at Ruby Carter with a bewildered expression.

With her unique blood type, she had never encountered anyone else with it except for direct family members.

Such a coincidence was truly unexpected.

Both Thomas Carter and Ruby Carter widened their eyes in surprise.

Ian Bailey continued to tell Nancy Allen, "With your kind of blood type, you really need to be extremely careful regularly. If anything serious happens, it might be impossible to save you. Nancy, you should also restrain yourself and not assume that just because your family has stocked up spare plasma for you, you can go around recklessly."

Thomas Carter’s pupils contracted violently at the mention of spare plasma.

He knew what spare plasma meant for his sister...

Suddenly, Thomas Carter fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing to Nancy Allen and incoherently pleading, "Madam, I know how much you like Ruby. You’ve helped us so much. Please see it through to the end and give us that spare plasma, alright?"

The moment Thomas Carter said this, everyone’s expressions changed slightly.

Ruby Carter hurriedly stepped forward to pull Thomas Carter, her face flushed with urgency, "Brother, what are you blabbering about? Madam has already helped us so much; how can we make such an unreasonable request?"

Thomas Carter pushed Ruby Carter aside, continuing to kowtow to Nancy Allen until his forehead was bleeding, begging incessantly, "Please, I beg you. If you don’t save Ruby, she will die."

It seemed as if Nancy Allen withholding the plasma was akin to letting someone die.

Passersby outside the greenhouse began to point and whisper.

Nancy Allen still appeared composed, but those familiar with her knew that her gaze had grown somewhat cold.

Looking at Thomas Carter, Nancy Allen calmly said, "Thomas Carter, do you know that I need that plasma too?"

Thomas Carter’s kowtowing motion froze, his eyes filled with guilt, yet he persisted, "I know you need it too, Madam, but... but your family can stock up another supply. For Ruby, this is about life. Your kind heart won’t let you stand by and watch, right?"

Nancy Allen’s voice was somewhat ethereal as she said softly, "I’m the kind of person who helps others only of my own volition. I don’t accept threats or moral coercion from anyone. I’m sorry, but I will stand by and watch."

She had always been a cold and ruthless person, never compassionate.

Thomas Carter was frozen in place.

He hadn’t expected the usually accommodating Madam to say such things.

Ruby Carter began to cry in anxiety, "Brother, what are you doing? Get up. If you continue this, I... I’d rather smash my head against the wall and die. Madam has helped us so much. How can we make such an unforgivable request? Wouldn’t that be biting the hand that feeds us?"

Ruby Carter yelled while Thomas Carter remained in a daze.

With her weakened body, Ruby could not pull her brother up and truly looked as if she would bash her head against the wall out of shame.

At that moment, Luna Summer’s sharp eyes and quick hands grabbed Ruby Carter.

Thomas Carter snapped back to his senses, rushing to hold Ruby Carter and slapping himself, "Ruby, don’t do it! It’s your brother’s fault. It’s my fault!"

Ruby Carter, her eyes brimming with tears, said, "Brother, my life is hard enough, but I hope that every minute I live is with a clear conscience."

Thomas Carter, filled with agony, said, "I... I only want you to live well."

This pair of siblings truly was pitiful.

Thomas Carter was indeed a good person, but when it came to matters concerning his sister, he became irrational.

Nancy Allen watched the siblings crying on the ground and suddenly said, "That plasma is with Basil Smith, and when it’s a matter of life and death, I agree to let Ruby Carter use it."

After saying this, Nancy Allen turned around and left.

Because of the unique blood type, her family regularly drew blood for storage, but it often wasn’t enough, and frequent donations were harmful to health. There was no way she could harm her family to play the role of a saint. So allowing its use in life-threatening situations was her greatest compromise.

Meeting her was perhaps Ruby Carter’s fate.

She hated being morally coerced but sincerely wanted Ruby to live well.

Thomas Carter was stunned, finding it unbelievable.

Having thought there was no hope, but suddenly receiving it.

His sister’s illness’s most serious problem was the lack of plasma for excessive bleeding.

Aplastic anemia was already a condition where the blood creation system was faulty, made worse by his sister’s rare blood type.

In recent years, despite his careful care, there had been several accidents where he nearly lost her.

So when he learned of the plasma, he made that outrageous request, attempting to use morality to force the Madam’s compromise.

He had done wrong, yet the Madam still granted him the plasma.

Thomas Carter again knelt before Nancy Allen, bowed deeply with guilt and gratitude.

Nancy Allen and Julius Shaw departed.

Luna Summer accompanied Ian Bailey back to the Imperial Garden.

Before leaving the greenhouse, Nancy Allen plucked a white rose from the flower rack, and after they had walked some distance, she handed it to Julius Shaw.

Her eyes were bright, undimmed by their previous experience.

Julius Shaw dumbfoundedly accepted it, holding the rose and drawing a blank.

Nancy Allen smiled sincerely and said, "A white rose represents innocence and purity. I think it suits you very well."

Holding the rose, Julius Shaw asked in astonishment, "I’m pure?"

Nancy Allen nodded.

In this world, there was probably no mind purer than Julius Shaw’s.

Julius Shaw, who had always wanted a rose, was delighted, even if it was a white one.

Since Nancy Allen had promised to teach Julius Shaw to live well, she genuinely committed to doing so.

She seriously asked Julius Shaw, "Where would you like to go today?"

Julius Shaw looked at the flower in his hand and replied, "I want to go back to the Imperial Garden."

Nancy Allen was puzzled, wondering why go back to the Imperial Garden when they had finally come out. Was it that Julius Shaw didn’t want to be outside?

While puzzled, Nancy Allen respected Julius Shaw’s decision. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Passing by cotton candy along the roadside, she bought Julius Shaw a piece, and they headed home.

Nancy Allen suffered from motion sickness and would fall asleep the moment she boarded any vehicle.

Meanwhile, Julius Shaw sat stiffly, cotton candy in one hand and the white rose in the other, afraid to ruin either with carelessness.

Seeing Nancy Allen fall asleep, Julius Shaw carefully adjusted himself to let her lean on his shoulder, maintaining his grip on the items without letting them fall.

Arriving at the Imperial Garden, Nancy Allen groggily woke up, seeing Julius Shaw still holding both items. She asked sleepily, "Why aren’t you eating it? Don’t you like sweets?"

As she spoke, Nancy Allen was about to take the cotton candy from Julius Shaw.

Julius Shaw quickly protected it, "I’ll eat it; I like sweets. I’ll eat it when I get home."

Nancy Allen, seeing Julius Shaw’s reaction, didn’t think further.

The two returned to the Imperial Garden.

Everyone in the Imperial Garden gawked at the items in Julius Shaw’s hands, their jaws nearly dropping.

Yet Julius Shaw was quite proud, walking with his head higher and chest puffed out more than usual.

Once in his room with the cotton candy and rose, Julius Shaw found an antique vase, filled it with water, and carefully placed the white rose inside before feeling at ease.

He had hurried back to the Imperial Garden to care for the flower.

Finding a small bottle, he inserted the cotton candy inside.

He gazed at them with satisfaction.

Since Julius Shaw regained his identity, Nancy Allen and Julius Shaw slept in their own rooms. Nancy mentioned the first thing she taught Julius Shaw was respect.

Despite not wanting to be apart from Nancy Allen, Julius Shaw dutifully learned respect.

Thus, Nancy Allen couldn’t see what Julius Shaw was up to now.

It was a peaceful day.

The next day, as Julius Shaw awoke, the first thing he did was to check on the cotton candy and the white rose.

The white rose in the vase was still fine, continuing to bloom.

The large cotton candy, however, had disappeared, leaving only a bit of syrup.

Julius Shaw was wide-eyed and completely bewildered.