Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 442: Nancy Allen Begins to Grow Restless
Marsh Smith had investigated the Carter siblings, Thomas and Ruby, and knew their weaknesses clearly.
Ruby Carter could face life and death without fear, could resist temptation.
But Thomas Carter had one fatal weakness, which was his sister.
Marsh Smith found Thomas Carter’s contact information and got in touch with him during his fixed monthly hospital visits for medication.
The first thing Marsh Smith said was, "Do you want to save your sister?"
Thomas Carter’s expression changed immediately with the phone in hand: "Who are you? What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing much, just think your sister is quite pitiful. Her disease, bone marrow failure, is already in a critical condition. The best treatment is hematopoietic stem cell transplantation. But with your meager income, you can’t even afford her daily medications. If you keep delaying, it will only get worse. How about I help you save her?"
"First, tell me what you want me to do?" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
"It’s not a big deal. I just want to get some information about Nancy Allen from you, which isn’t important to you."
Although honest, Thomas Carter was not foolish. There is no such thing as unimportant information that can be exchanged for benefits.
He felt he shouldn’t even ask, asking meant he harbored evil thoughts. In a panic, Thomas Carter hung up the call immediately.
But even after hanging up, the voice continued to echo in his mind, asking if he wanted to save his sister.
Pills fell all over the floor as he panicked. Calmness returned as he picked them up. No, he couldn’t do bad things; one must have conscience.
Marsh Smith looked at the disconnected call, a slight sneer on his lips. He was very confident that Thomas Carter would contact him proactively. After all, he wasn’t asking him to do anything bad, just to create some small discord between Nancy Allen and the Shaw brothers, or perhaps engineer a chance meeting with Nancy Allen.
When it comes to the life of the most important person, even a small request like this would be fulfilled, let alone making someone go against their conscience.
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Nancy Allen was unaware of these matters; as for Marsh Smith, she had long since forgotten about him.
All her focus was now on Julius Shaw. Three months was not a long time, it would pass quickly. She wanted Julius Shaw to truly live once.
What must one experience in life to live without regret?
Nancy didn’t know; she was just doing her best to let Julius experience the beauty he had never felt.
Julius Shaw also cherished this final period dearly.
In his life, he had only felt malice, bloodshed, and violence, experienced all the dark things. Now Nancy had single-handedly created a space for him, telling him it was morning.
Nancy’s voice came from beside him: "Julius Shaw, did you fall asleep? Come out, the sun is up."
Two tents were pitched side by side at the campsite. Nancy had her head poking out of one, calling toward the other tent beside her.
Julius Shaw also pulled open the tent door and poked his head out.
Nancy pointed to the distant sky, exclaiming excitedly, "Look, the sun is up, it’s morning."
But Julius’s gaze remained fixed on Nancy, softly murmuring, "Yes, it’s morning, it’s beautiful."
Back when Nancy was seeking revenge, when she was nearly drowned in pain and despair, Elijah Jefferson had taken her to watch the sunrise from a mountaintop.
Now she wanted Julius to see it too.
When Nancy’s gaze moved from the sunrise to Julius, he finally looked away from her, turning his eyes to the sunrise.
The sunshine cast on both their bodies brought a warmth and romance that was misleadingly enduring.
In the days that followed, Nancy and Julius went running, shopped, camped, and laughed together, and time passed quickly; three months were almost up.
The cold winter gradually faded, and spring quietly arrived.
In these three months, Julius Shaw never lost his temper, never harmed anyone. He learned to smile, to be shy, to blush.
He seemed to wait calmly for death to come, waiting for the day when the time limit arrived and he would willingly bring back his brother.
But Nancy grew increasingly anxious.
She no longer wanted to take Julius to do the things Godfery Shaw had done.
She refused to go to the orchard, refused to step into the greenhouse, carefully avoiding the traces of Godfery Shaw, not wanting to make Julius sad.
But how could she avoid it in the Imperial Garden, where traces of Godfery Shaw were everywhere?
Yet Julius seemed increasingly indifferent, beginning to face his brother’s presence fearlessly, even actively trying to experience his brother’s past emotions.
He proposed, "Nancy, didn’t you want cherries? Let’s go to the orchard to pick some cherries."
Nancy was momentarily flustered and rejected without thinking, "No, no, let’s go out instead, how about racing?"
"Okay." Julius would not refuse any suggestion Nancy made.
But seeing Nancy rush outside in panic, Julius clearly understood her growing anxiety and suddenly became aware of his cruelty.
He had asked for three months, watching Nancy suffer for him, feel guilty choosing him over his brother.
Walking ahead, Nancy turned and smiled at Julius, "Hurry up, I’ve arranged to meet Hamilton, we’re heading there now."
Yet that smile carried a barely concealed bitterness.
Julius quickly caught up to Nancy, looking deeply at her, speaking silently to himself, don’t be sad, Nancy, soon, after my birthday, I’ll bring my brother back.
He longed for a birthday solely for him, Julius Shaw, the day he was reborn from blood and darkness thanks to Nancy.
Julius quickly caught up to Nancy, and they laughed and joked as they got into the car.
Nancy hid her anxiety, and Julius pretended not to know.
They arrived at the racetrack. Hamilton was there, eagerly looking around, waiting.
Hamilton had always wanted Nancy to teach him racing, but so many unexpected events had cropped up that he barely saw her a few times.
When Nancy, disappearing for five years, came back, he didn’t dare go to the Imperial Garden to ask her for racing lessons. After all, she barely survived, seeking her out for racing would be asking for trouble.
He hadn’t expected at all that Nancy would contact him to play at the racetrack. Hamilton was thrilled and waited early.
As soon as he saw that signature luxury car, Hamilton ran up quickly. Just as he was about to speak, showing a full set of teeth, he saw another man step out of the car.
Hamilton’s smile froze abruptly, almost biting his tongue with his pearly whites.
How did this guy come along too...
He had witnessed this man’s terrifying nature before.
But Nancy was calm, asking, "What are you standing there for, when does it start?"
Hamilton glanced at Julius Shaw, still feeling uneasy about racing with Nancy in front of this man, fearing he might be silenced for murder, a bit apprehensive: "In half an hour, are you... really going to join?"
Nancy nodded, "Yes, it’s all arranged."
"Won’t there be any danger?"
"Are you afraid of danger?"
Hamilton felt a bit embarrassed. He used to gamble and fight without fear; how could he be afraid of danger?
Only he worried that with this man around, accidents could happen.
Nancy Allen, are you setting me up!
