CHAPTER 109: CHAPTER 109: SHE ONLY NOW REALIZES HOW TERRIFYING HE TRULY IS

Later.

Vivian Shaw headed straight to room 908.

"Bang bang bang!"

Auntie Linton heard the knocking and came out to check, "Who is it?"

"Click!"

The hospital room door opened.

Vivian Shaw stood at the door with a stern and angry face, "It’s me."

Auntie Linton looked incredulous, with a hint of disgust in her voice, "Miss Shaw, what are you doing here? Is there something you need?"

Vivian Shaw crossed her arms and barged directly into the room, "I want to see your Master Thompson."

"What are you doing? Don’t come in!"

"I’m here to settle a score and also to inform Master Thompson to manage his dear granddaughter properly, so she won’t be out everywhere flirting and enticing my brother."

Upon hearing this, Auntie Linton was immediately furious, "Miss Shaw, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Please leave at once, or else I won’t be polite. This isn’t the Gallagher Family, I’m not afraid of you anymore. Besides, our young mistress has already divorced President Gallagher. If you keep provoking us, our family will slap you hard."

Auntie Linton was Josephine Thompson’s personal nanny from a young age.

When Josephine married into the Gallagher Family, she followed along.

During these four years living with the Gallaghers, she had long disliked Vivian Shaw and Mrs. Dixon, this mother-daughter pair.

They always relied on President Gallagher’s favor and tolerance to target her young mistress in various ways. She endured it quietly too.

Even more disgusting was that Vivian Shaw’s father, David Shaw, was no good either.

He took advantage of being the ’Crown Prince’s’ designated driver to act arrogant, always harassing the pretty young maids at home, exceedingly sleazy.

The whole family, what kind of people are they?

Vivian Shaw’s face turned pale with anger, yelling loudly, "You dare slap me? Try and see if you can!"

"Josephine Thompson did something disgraceful, and we’re not allowed to talk about it? She lured my brother to a hotel, wasn’t that to seduce him into bed? Such a disgusting vile woman, truly lacks any upbringing, it’s a disgrace given that your Thornton Family is of noble standing!"

"If you insult my young mistress again, I’ll tear your foul mouth apart." Auntie Linton had endured enough and went straight for her mouth.

Vivian Shaw was startled and shrieked, "You dare hit me? What do you think you are?"

Auntie Linton grabbed her by the face and pulled hard, "I’ll tear your mouth apart. You think this is still the Gallagher Family, where everyone has to indulge you?"

Vivian Shaw screamed in pain, "Aah aah... let go, someone help!"

Auntie Lena hurriedly came out to see, "What is all this noise? You’ll wake up Master Thompson."

Auntie Linton, full of righteous indignation, said, "Ask her what she just shouted?"

Vivian Shaw, clutching her face, continued to angrily curse, "Josephine Thompson really did try to seduce my brother. Am I not allowed to seek justice here?"

The nurses and doctors came over to intervene, "No hitting, everyone calm down."

"Miss Shaw, whatever it is, discuss it outside, don’t disturb the patients here."

"I’ll talk right here, I’m here now to ask Master Thompson for someone."

Master Thompson had just finished his rehabilitation training and was preparing to rest.

Upon hearing the commotion outside, he insisted on coming out to see, "What’s all the noise outside?"

"Sir, don’t concern yourself with it."

"I want to see, I heard someone shouting for Josephine." The old man stood up trembling, and two caregivers quickly helped him up.

After some time of rehabilitation training,

The old man’s hemiplegia improved significantly. With assistance, he was able to walk slowly.

He reached the living room.

Auntie Linton and a nurse were dragging Vivian Shaw towards the door.

"Are you bullying me with numbers? Don’t think you can just throw your weight around with more people. Believe it or not, I’ll call a bunch of bodyguards to smash your hospital room later."

The old man observed the commotion in front of him and sternly chastised, "What is all this shouting?"

"Sir, she’s causing trouble, let it be."

Vivian Shaw stormed up to Master Thompson, "I’m here to ask you for someone."

"Your granddaughter is monopolizing my brother, not letting him return. Quickly call your granddaughter, tell her to stop clinging to my brother."

Master Thompson frowned upon hearing this, "What did you say?"

"I said, your precious granddaughter is enticing my brother to a hotel and still clinging to him, refusing to let him go back."

The old man felt a pain in his chest and shook with anger, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

The granddaughter had already divorced Nathaniel Gallagher.

How could she still be clinging to him?

Moreover, the Thornton Family had strict upbringing; their women would never do such disgraceful things.

"You don’t believe me? Why don’t you call her now and see if she’s not sleeping with my brother?"

Master Thompson, overwhelmed with anger, felt a sharp chest pain and became unsteady.

"Go... go call Josephine, see where she is?"

"Understood."

Auntie Lena didn’t dare delay and promptly called Josephine Thompson’s phone.

"Ring ring ring..."

The phone rang for a long time, but nobody answered.

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently unavailable, please try again later..."

"Master Thompson, Miss Thompson’s phone is unreachable; she might be busy."

Vivian Shaw scoffed coldly, "She’s busy enticing my brother, of course, she has no time to answer the phone!"

The old man, overwhelmed with anger, became unsteady, and the caregiver quickly brought over a wheelchair.

"Sir, please sit down!"

The old man’s face turned ashen with anger; he trusted his granddaughter’s character.

After the divorce, there’s no way she would willingly provoke her ex-husband!

"Young lady, if you dare speak nonsense, I will have someone teach you a lesson."

After saying this, he turned to Auntie Lena, "Keep calling. If you can’t reach her, call Josephine’s secretary and assistant."

"Yes, yes, understood."

Auntie Lena, helpless, had to painstakingly call Ruby.

"Ring ring..."

Ruby answered the phone quickly, "Hello."

"Ruby, is President Thompson with you now?"

Ruby felt a pang in her heart, stammering, "Uh-uh, President Thompson she..."

"Hurry up and tell me, where’s President Thompson now? Master Thompson is urgently looking for President Thompson."

Ruby dared not hesitate and could only tell the truth, "President Thompson is now with President Gallagher at the hotel..."

Boom!

Master Thompson listened, and his heartstrings suddenly tightened.

"Hmph, did you hear that? Your well-behaved granddaughter is at the hotel with my brother. What can a man and woman do alone at a hotel? Isn’t she just trying to seduce my brother into bed?"

"... Y-You shut up." Elder Thompson couldn’t stop trembling.

He very much trusted his granddaughter’s character.

But now, he’s truly been slapped in the face!

"Have her... have her return quickly."

Puff!

Master Thompson couldn’t catch his breath, his face turned the color of pig liver.

"Master Thompson, Master Thompson, quickly call the doctor over!"

"Oh, oh!"

Immediately followed.

Master Thompson felt a raging whirlwind, then passed out.

Two minutes later.

The doctor arrived quickly.

Auntie Lena and Auntie Linton were in a panic, "Doctor, Master Thompson fainted..."

The doctor hurried forward to examine him and also panicked, "Quickly send Master Thompson to the operating room, it’s already almost too late!"

"Oh, oh, alright."

Nurses and orderlies brought a stretcher, well-trained.

They lifted Master Thompson onto the stretcher and immediately put an oxygen mask on him.

Then quickly wheeled him into the operating room.

Vivian Shaw watched, rolled her eyes reluctantly, and turned to leave.

"Old bastard, you’d better die on the operating table! If this old bastard dies, it’ll surely keep Josephine Thompson miserable for a long time."

Auntie Lena: "What should we do? Quickly inform President Thompson."

Auntie Linton: "Hurry and let Ruby personally go find President Thompson..."

Auntie Lena, hearing this, quickly called Ruby again.

...

In the hotel’s presidential suite.

Josephine Thompson lay groggy on the bed, her whole body weak without a shred of strength.

From yesterday afternoon till this morning!

She’d been tormented terribly by Nathaniel Gallagher.

Various humiliating tactics had left her completely shattered.

Indeed.

He could always break his previous vile records, without limits, without any room for anticipation.

At this moment.

Nathaniel Gallagher sat leisurely at the dining table, savoring top-notch A5 Wagyu, having opened a bottle of Romanée-Conti.

Beef can quickly replenish consumed energy.

So, he really loves eating beef. Almost every morning after waking up, his breakfast usually includes eating a one-pound steak.

In the middle of eating.

He turned his head to glance at the sleeping Josephine Thompson.

Then, he cut another piece of steak.

"Get up and eat something!"

The bed was deathly silent.

Josephine Thompson lay lifeless, her disheveled long hair scattered on the pillow. Her visible skin covered in purple bites and kiss marks.

Nathaniel Gallagher glanced at her pitiful state, feeling a faint regret in his heart.

Last night...

Did he indeed go too far, too ruthless?

However.

Who made her disobedient? Who made her deliberately make him jealous? Deliberately upset him?

What angered him more was her ongoing flirtation with Julian Grant.

Thus, she should understand the consequences of angering him.

Seeing she hadn’t woken up yet.

Nathaniel Gallagher forcibly made her wake up, reaching an arm beneath her neck to forcibly pull her up, "Honey, get up and eat something."

Josephine Thompson slept in a stupor, feeling her body suddenly lose weight.

Frightened, she reflexively shivered, groggily opening her eyes.

Her vision was blurry.

Nathaniel Gallagher’s handsome yet sinister face gradually came into focus in her pupils.

"Ah... don’t touch me..." Josephine Thompson was like a startled bird, instinctively turning her head aside, struggling to escape.

Nathaniel Gallagher’s face darkened, forcibly wrapping her back in his arms, "Is your husband really that scary? Hm? What are you avoiding?"

"..." Josephine Thompson trembled, staring stiffly at him.

Like a rabbit in the jaws of a tiger.

Daring not to resist, even less to move.

In Nathaniel Gallagher’s eyes, there was a mixture of a high-ranking individual’s pity and charity for a captive, "Good girl, open your mouth."

After saying that, he slowly brought the fork with steak to her lips.

Josephine Thompson instinctively resisted, "... I don’t want to eat."

Nathaniel Gallagher’s voice softened again, "How can you manage without eating? You haven’t eaten anything since yesterday, aren’t you hungry?"

"Be a good girl, eat something, don’t starve yourself."

Josephine Thompson’s glance dodged, not daring to look at him.

Only now did she realize just how terrifying and fearsome he was.

Moreover, he had too many disguised faces; you never know which one is his true self.

Be obedient, and he’ll use his gentle guise on you, passionately and tenderly.

Be disobedient, and he’ll instantly turn into a ruthless dragon, breath steaming with anger.