CHAPTER 111: CHAPTER 111: YOU’RE CLEANER THAN THE OTHERS, SO I’M AT EASE WHEN HE CHOOSES YOU

"President Gallagher, it’s really urgent..."

"Don’t say anything, I know."

Nathaniel Gallagher closed the door and returned.

His face was heavy, and he looked at Josephine Thompson, hesitant to speak.

Josephine’s pupils darkened, and she whispered, "What did Ruby say?"

"Nothing, I’m going to the hospital," Nathaniel replied lightly, his face growing more solemn.

Noticing his unusual demeanor.

Josephine’s heart pounded, and she asked anxiously, "Is something wrong with my grandfather?"

"..." Nathaniel was silent for a few seconds.

Josephine staggered and rushed over, "Is it true or not?"

"Josephine, don’t panic yet; we don’t know the situation,"

Josephine was frantic, unable to listen to what he was saying.

She wrapped herself in a bath towel and staggered toward the door.

"Josephine, don’t be so anxious."

"Click!"

Josephine forcefully opened the door, and Ruby was still at the door.

"Ruby, is something wrong with my grandfather?"

Ruby was so anxious she was nearly crying, "President Thompson, I finally found you. Auntie Lena called me just now, saying the old man was shocked and is now in the hospital emergency room. The doctors have issued a critical condition notice, urging family members to go to the hospital quickly..."

Before Ruby could finish.

Josephine’s vision went black, and she fell forward, losing her balance.

Nathaniel quickly caught her, sternly stopping Ruby, "Stop talking."

"But..."

Josephine fainted for a few seconds, then opened her eyes fearfully, "Grandfather, grandfather... I need to go to the hospital, I need to go to the hospital..."

Nathaniel didn’t hesitate, "Okay, I’ll take you to the hospital right away. Don’t panic, it might not be as bad as you think."

Josephine couldn’t listen, she just wanted to hurry to the hospital, "To the hospital... quickly."

"Are you going out dressed like this?"

Josephine heard this and instinctively looked at herself.

She was only wrapped in a bath towel.

And Northwood was in winter, with snow expected in the coming days.

Josephine came to her senses, hurriedly looked for her locker card, "...Ruby, quickly go to the changing room by the hot springs and bring my clothes."

"Okay, okay." Ruby took the locker card and turned to run towards the hot springs.

Josephine was dizzy and her body felt weak.

Nathaniel tried to comfort her, "Don’t be so anxious..."

Josephine broke down emotionally, crying and using all her strength to hit him, "Nathaniel Gallagher, you’re a bastard."

Nathaniel stepped forward and held her tightly, "Alright, it’s all my fault. The doctors at Kensington University Hospital are highly qualified and will definitely be able to heal your grandfather."

Josephine was panicked and crying incessantly.

"I’ll change clothes right away and go with you to see grandfather."

Nathaniel also hurried to change clothes.

A few minutes later.

Ruby rushed back with Josephine’s clothes.

She ran breathlessly, "President Thompson, the clothes... the clothes have been delivered."

Josephine took the clothes and hurriedly tried to dress.

But her hands were weak and trembling, unable to put on even a simple undershirt.

Nathaniel saw this and personally helped her, "Don’t be so anxious, being anxious is useless now."

"Slowly, put your hand in."

He reverted to his previous gentle and considerate husband-like behavior, carefully helping her dress.

After that, he crouched on the ground and helped her put on her socks.

When she was pregnant, she mostly stayed in bed for the baby’s safety.

On the rare occasion she moved around, he would crouch down like this and help her put on socks and shoes.

Josephine felt a mix of emotions, anxious and heavy.

But at this moment, she couldn’t dwell on personal grievances with Nathaniel.

She just wanted to hurry to the hospital to see her grandfather.

"Let’s go!"

A little later.

Nathaniel personally drove Josephine to the hospital.

...

Two hours later.

Kensington University Hospital.

Josephine rushed anxiously to the operating room door, "Auntie Lena, how is my grandfather?"

Auntie Lena, Auntie Linton, and others remained anxious and heavy at the door of the operating room.

"Young Lady, you’re finally here? Where did you go?"

"Don’t talk about that now; how is my grandfather doing?"

"The old man is still in emergency, doctors say he had a second brain hemorrhage and needs cranial surgery, the situation is very critical. The doctors just issued a critical condition notice, and I couldn’t find you, so I signed on your behalf."

Boom!

Josephine shuddered, her heart exploding, "Cranial surgery?"

"Yes, the old man has been in the operating room for four hours already..."

Josephine Thompson, upon hearing this, felt her vision go black and heavily collapsed forward.

Nathaniel Gallagher hurriedly caught her, "Josephine, Josephine."

"Quick, sit down. Go find the doctor."

Josephine’s face was as pale as paper, her whole body uncontrollably shaking.

"Grandpa... Grandpa, how could this be..."

Grandpa is already over seventy years old this year.

The last time he had a brainstem hemorrhage, it almost cost him his life.

He had barely started to recover, and now...

Nathaniel Gallagher held her tightly, softly comforting her, "Don’t be so anxious, the doctor hasn’t come out yet. It might not be as bad as you think."

"Don’t worry, Grandpa will be fine. I’ll call the doctors in Audenburg right now and ask them to come help save Grandpa."

Josephine’s mind was in chaos, losing all direction in an instant.

She leaned against Nathaniel Gallagher, unable to help but cry bitterly.

Thinking about losing her mother at five, her father at seven. The grandma who loved her the most also passed away when she was nine.

If Grandpa is unfortunate enough to die as well...

Then she wouldn’t have a single family member left in this world.

"Grandpa... Grandpa! Is my fate really so cursed that I doom my close family? God, don’t be so cruel, don’t take away my last family too..."

Nathaniel Gallagher held her tighter, softly coaxing her, "Don’t say such silly things, then why don’t you doom me too?"

"I’m your husband, it should be me first."

Josephine was heartbroken, crying even more fiercely.

"Don’t cry, everything will be fine. You still have me, I’ll always be your husband, your closest one."

At the other end of the corridor.

Eleanor Churchill sat in her wheelchair, coldly watching the scene.

Vivian Shaw pushed her wheelchair, slowly approaching, "Auntie, look, brother is indeed with that bitch Josephine Thompson."

"Hmph~, look at her pretentiousness. Her grandpa is about to die, and she still doesn’t forget to cling to brother and act pitiable."

"..." Eleanor didn’t speak, her heart felt like it was scalded with hot oil, the pain unbearable.

She had never seen Nathaniel Gallagher so gentle and cautious with that woman.

He must be deeply in love with this Miss Thompson.

She could accept his physical infidelity, but she would never allow him to spiritually fall in love with another woman.

"Auntie, can you really bear this?"

Eleanor slowly maneuvered her wheelchair to approach Nathaniel Gallagher.

As she got closer.

Nathaniel Gallagher still hadn’t noticed, only tightly holding Josephine Thompson, endlessly comforting her.

"Don’t cry anymore, what if Grandpa is fine later, you might ruin your own health with crying."

He held her, his head bent close to hers, tenderly coaxing her, kissing her eyes, wishing he could merge her into his own body.

Eleanor took a deep breath, faintly called out, "Nathaniel..."

Bang!

Nathaniel Gallagher’s body went stiff, like a man caught red-handed by his wife, hurriedly pushing Josephine Thompson away from his arms.

"Eleanor, you... why are you here?"

Nathaniel Gallagher said, instinctively standing up, looking at Eleanor with guilt and shame.

Eleanor’s face was calm, giving him a slight smile, "You haven’t been back for a whole day and night, I’m worried about you."

"I just heard that you had returned, so I came to see."

"..." Nathaniel Gallagher looked embarrassed, speechless.

Eleanor then turned to Josephine Thompson with a smile, "Miss Thompson, thank you for taking the time to accompany Nathaniel despite your busy schedule. Your kind heart will surely be rewarded."

"I’m really thankful too, for taking care of Nathaniel’s physical needs for free. Also, you are cleaner than those outside. I feel at ease with Nathaniel seeking you, you don’t have to do it secretly behind my back."

Her words were peaceful.

But each word was like a knife, stabbing into the hearts of Josephine and Nathaniel Gallagher.

Josephine cried until her eyes were puffy, her heart aching and heavy, "Miss Churchill, you don’t need to sarcastically jab at me. If you have time, you’d better mind Nathaniel Gallagher."

Eleanor smiled more gently, with a touch of disdain in her eyes, "Why should I mind him? You’re indeed cleaner than those outside. I feel a bit more at ease with him seeking you."

Hearing this, Josephine felt even more angry and embarrassed.

"He seeks me because I’m cleaner than those outside. He doesn’t seek you because you’re filthier than those outside, right?"

Eleanor’s heart twisted upon hearing this.

Who would have thought, the seemingly gentle Miss Thompson could be so sharp-tongued.

"Not filthier than you, at least I don’t play the third party."

"Who are you calling a third party?" Josephine asked coldly, looking at Nathaniel Gallagher and pulling him harshly to her side.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, am I the third party or not? When we met, didn’t I ask you more than once if you had a clean break from any ex?"

"What did you answer me? Repeat what you said to her."

Eleanor listened, also looking at Nathaniel Gallagher, "Then go ahead, say it, I’d also like to know what you said back then?"

Nathaniel Gallagher couldn’t take it anymore, immediately stepping forward to push her wheelchair, "Eleanor, let me take you back to your room first."

Eleanor struggled to stand up, "No, I don’t want to go back now. I just want to know what you told Miss Thompson back then?"

"..." Nathaniel Gallagher looked embarrassed, feeling ashamed.

He had said he hadn’t dated anyone in three years.

He said he was too busy to have time to meet girls, only dating once back in college.

Although he had entered the business world at fifteen or sixteen, it didn’t mean he gave up his education. Besides, he was very intelligent and learned things quickly. By high school, he had already completed university courses.

Of course.

An ordinary person cannot be compared to a child from a financial dynasty. They have various educational experts around them from birth, generously spending on education.

So, even if they don’t attend school, they are more knowledgeable and talented than ordinary students.