CHAPTER 123: CHAPTER 123: NATHANIEL, ARE YOU LEAVING TONIGHT?

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Countless fireworks exploded once more.

Petals and colorful balloons danced in the air, like a dreamlike snowfall.

Outside the lounge, drones flickering with fluorescent lights flew up, spelling out "love Josephine" in the sky.

The guests sitting outside were also stunned, "Wow, how romantic!"

"Who’s proposing?"

"Seems like it’s inside, let’s go take a look..."

"Click, click—"

Everyone took out their phones, starting to take pictures from every angle.

Josephine Thompson stood petrified, at a loss for what to do.

There was not a hint of surprise or touch on her face, only shock and awkwardness.

Julian Grant offered the ring, speaking deeply and tenderly, "Josephine, I am serious. Before, I didn’t understand the kind of love you wanted, but now I do. You want a love for life, unchanging until the seas dry and the rocks crumble."

"Please give me another chance, I will love you and cherish you. Trust me, I can do what I say."

"..." Josephine’s brows furrowed increasingly tight, her throat feeling choked with a stone.

Jamila Jacobs was moved to tears, nudging her, "Josephine, why are you still standing there? Hurry and say yes to him."

Angie looked envious and jealous, "Exactly, quickly say yes to him, what are you still considering?"

yoyo: "What’s there to consider? Just go for it..."

Julian Grant looked at her with burning eyes, "Josephine, I love you."

She froze for nearly a minute.

Josephine snapped out of it, feeling utterly uncomfortable to the core, and lowered her voice, looking embarrassed, "Julian, what are you doing?"

"I love you, marry me! I know tonight’s ceremony is a bit rush, not grand enough."

Josephine looked around, feeling embarrassed for him, and could only lower her voice, "Julian, stop it, we’re really not suitable!"

"I am very serious, these four years, I’ve never forgotten you. I’ve thought a lot, I can’t miss you again, and I don’t care if you’ve been married."

"Josephine, quickly say yes to him!"

"Say yes, say yes!"

Jamila Jacobs and yoyo egged her on, pushing her into Julian Grant’s arms.

Angie even grabbed the ring and forced it onto her finger, "We’ll say yes for Josephine."

"Kiss, kiss!"

"Quack, quack, quack." Applause and cheers mingled with the music, one after another.

Josephine was dizzy, her mind a whirl of chaos.

She wanted to flee from here, or find a crack to crawl into.

Unfortunately.

The heated atmosphere had built up to this point, she couldn’t leave even if she wanted to now.

"Julian, we... we..." Josephine’s face flushed bright red.

If she refused him in front of so many people, it would give him no face at all.

Julian Grant’s eyes were smiling, and he suddenly bent down to kiss her lips.

"Mmm..."

"Wow, so sweet, so romantic."

"They’re such a perfect match, a perfect couple, just like a prince and princess out of a fairytale."

"Huh~ wait, isn’t tonight’s main character Josephine Thompson? Is she the Josephine from the antique family?"

"Yes, yes, it’s her. Nathaniel Gallagher’s ex-wife, Audenburg’s number one socialite..."

"Click, click!"

The guests rushed to take photos and post them on social media.

Jamila Jacobs, yoyo, and Angie were also caught up in the atmosphere, taking all kinds of group photos and then eagerly posting them to social media and Weibo, among others.

...

The Rose Garden.

Nathaniel Gallagher had dinner with Eleanor Churchill.

Eleanor took a bath and changed into a pure desire-style white nightgown. He always loved white, and seeing her in that white nightgown would immediately make him lose control.

"Nathaniel, are you... going back tonight?" Eleanor asked cautiously, looking at him tenderly.

Nathaniel Gallagher felt a pang in his heart, looking at her with the same tenderness, "I won’t go back tonight, I’ll stay and keep you company."

Having said that.

He walked over to her with long strides, and dominantly scooped her up. Kissing her, he headed towards the bedroom.

Tonight.

He planned not to leave, nor did he want to let her feel sad again.

Since deciding to marry her.

He wanted to treat her well and bring her happiness.

She deserved his love too.

Eleanor was filled with excitement and nervousness, responding to his kiss, "Nathaniel, I love you..."

"I love you too."

Inside the bedroom.

He laid her on the bed, tender kisses fell upon her.

Kissing her while unbuttoning his dress shirt.

Eleanor was very excited, worried he might ’call it off again,’ she hastily helped him undo the belt buckle.

Thankfully.

He seemed to be in good form tonight, unlikely to stop halfway.

"Nathaniel, I miss you, I love you, I can’t live without you..."

"Wait, let me take off my pants."

Nathaniel Gallagher backed away, taking off his trousers.

"Hurry..."

"Thud!" A sound.

As the trousers came off, the phone in the pocket fell onto the bed.

The screen lit up automatically, several trending news alerts popped up.

Nathaniel Gallagher didn’t pay attention, leaning over like a wolf.

Frenzied kisses, like a raging storm.

Just ready to...

Suddenly, he glanced at a news headline:

[Josephine Thompson high-profile announces new relationship, sweetly kisses new boyfriend]

Boom!

Nathaniel Gallagher’s mind exploded, his whole body felt like it had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

His mind was in turmoil, and he couldn’t help picking up his phone to check.

He opened the news.

A photo of Josephine Thompson and Julian Grant kissing passionately popped up.

In the photo, they were kissing wholeheartedly.

Julian Grant had his arm around her waist, while she shyly closed her eyes. Around them was a crowd of people, each with faces almost splitting with laughter.

[Josephine Thompson’s new boyfriend, suspected to be Caldwen’s Crown Prince Julian Grant]

[Nathaniel Gallagher’s ex-wife publicly proposed to, new love not losing to the old]

[Destined socialite, Josephine Thompson remarries into wealth]

[Nathaniel Gallagher abandons his original partner for a mistress, sightless...]

He just skimmed a few articles.

Nathaniel Gallagher’s heart exploded, instantly feeling fatigued.

That damned woman Josephine Thompson, she was really with Julian Grant.

And so high-profile, repeatedly getting caught kissing. Now, even the proposal photos are out.

Seeing how things are.

She might get married even sooner than him.

"Damn it--"

Eleanor was still feverishly enthusiastic, came over to kiss him again, "Nathaniel, why did you stop?"

Nathaniel Gallagher had no reaction, his stern face like a frozen eggplant.

"Eleanor, I... I’m not in the mood today, another day!"

"..." Eleanor listened, looking unwilling.

She instinctively glanced over.

Sure enough, he wasn’t up to it again.

"Nathaniel, what’s going on with you? Is... is there really something wrong with you physically?"

She really wanted to know if it was truly an issue or just with her.

Was it the same when he was with Miss Thompson?

"Eleanor, you should get some rest! Next time, I’ll make sure you’re satisfied."

Nathaniel Gallagher finished speaking, gloomily got out of bed to put on his pants.

He was filled with rage.

While putting on his pants, he kicked his long legs several times before getting them on.

Eleanor looked at him utterly disappointed but didn’t dare to hurt his pride, "It’s okay, take your time!"

"You sleep first! I’m leaving!"

After Nathaniel Gallagher said that, he suppressed his anger and left.

"Josephine Thompson, you damn woman. How dare you humiliate me like this, you must have a death wish..."

...

The Sea Moon Lounge!

The lively atmosphere continued until midnight.

Josephine Thompson really didn’t want to stay any longer, "It’s too late, we really should go back."

Jamila Jacobs: "It’s only midnight, what’s the rush?"

yoyo: "Yeah, we rarely get together, we must go all night."

"Really can’t, there’s important work tomorrow, must go back."

"Julian Grant, we really should go back."

Julian Grant smiled and held her shoulder, "Alright, alright, it’s too late, let’s call it a night. Next time, I’ll treat everyone to dinner."

"Young Master Grant, you better bring more handsome guys."

"No problem."

After some farewells.

Josephine Thompson and Julian Grant finally got away.

"Get in the car, I’ll take you back."

Julian Grant, somewhat tipsy, got into the car, "Josephine, I really had a great time tonight."

Josephine Thompson got in the car, immediately took off the ring, and handed it back to Julian Grant, "Julian Grant, we... we’re really not suitable."

"And, I wasn’t prepared at all tonight, your sudden high profile, I feel..."

Julian Grant’s heart sank, tightly holding her hand, "You keep saying we’re not suitable, is it because you can’t forget Nathaniel Gallagher?"

Josephine Thompson looked awkward and anxious, "No, it’s just that we’re really not right for each other."

"There were too many people just now; they kept egging us on, and I felt embarrassed to reject you. But now that it’s just us two, I have to be clear with you, I..."

Before she could finish.

Julian Grant suddenly pulled her by the neck and forcibly kissed her.

"Mmm~ let go." Josephine Thompson’s pupils widened, frantically trying to push him away.

Unfortunately.

His arms were like steel clamps, she couldn’t push him away at all.

She suddenly began to feel terrified.

He, like Nathaniel Gallagher, was as fearsome and domineering as a beast.

But he was slightly better than Nathaniel Gallagher. For now, he just forcibly kissed her, without any further action.

"Mmm... no..." Josephine Thompson trembled, pounding and biting him.

Julian Grant kissed her for a good few minutes before finally letting her go.

His bloodshot eyes contained emotions suppressed to the extreme. His Adam’s apple moved dryly, his breath heavy.

He really wanted to ignore everything.

But seeing her resist so much, he still didn’t want to force her.

"Josephine, I am hopelessly in love with you. Give me another chance, and I’ll cherish it."

Josephine Thompson was terrified and resistant, her hands firmly pressing against his approaching chest, "Julian Grant, don’t be like this, don’t waste your time on me... mmm..."

Julian Grant again passionately sealed her lips, not letting go until she felt completely limp.

"I only ask you one question, do you hate me?"

Josephine Thompson was panic-stricken, her mind a chaotic mess.

"Answer me honestly, if you truly hate me, I won’t bother you again."

"..." Josephine Thompson couldn’t utter a word.

To be honest, she didn’t hate him.

Although he was reckless, lacking decency, and had a sharp tongue.

Yet at the same time, he was enthusiastic, humorous, and full of justice. He repeatedly saved her and stood up for her.

If she hated him, it would truly be ungrateful of her.

She just thought he wasn’t suitable as a husband, but she didn’t hate him.