CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 135: I WANT YOU TO FEED ME

"Oh, alright."

Evelyn Thorne immediately turned around and ran out of the hospital room, calling Josephine Thompson as she rushed after her.

"Beep... beep... beep..."

Josephine Thompson had just gotten into the car when her phone rang.

"Hello, Evelyn!"

On the other end, she heard Evelyn Thorne’s anxious voice, "Ms. Thompson, where are you now?"

"Grant the Dog has woken up, and he’s insisting on seeing you. Please, come back quickly!"

Josephine Thompson frowned, recalling Mrs. Grant’s earlier hostility and sharpness.

She really didn’t want to go back!

"Since he’s awake, he should be fine. I won’t go back; please convey my regards to him..."

Hearing this, Evelyn Thorne became even more urgent, "No, no, he’s insisting on personally coming to find you."

"His leg is broken. If you don’t hurry back, he’ll go looking for you regardless."

"..." Josephine Thompson’s heart was tightly squeezed, still worried about Julian Grant’s injuries.

"Please, come back. Auntie Grant asked me to find you."

"... Alright then, I’ll go back to see him."

"Yes, yes, please hurry."

She hung up the phone.

Josephine Thompson had no choice but to get out of the car and return to the hospital room.

As soon as the elevator doors opened.

Evelyn Thorne was already waiting for her, dragging her by the arm and hurrying to the room, "Quick, quick, Grant the Dog insists on seeing you."

Five minutes later.

"Click!"

Evelyn Thorne forcefully pushed open the hospital room door.

"Ms. Thompson is here."

Julian Grant, who was originally lying weakly on the hospital bed, struggled to sit up upon hearing that Josephine Thompson had arrived.

Mrs. Grant, Grant, and Mrs. Grant were all gathered around the bed.

"Julian, lie down, don’t move around."

Josephine Thompson’s heart ached as she instinctively approached the bed, "Julian Grant, how are you?"

Julian Grant’s eyes reddened, stretching out his arm, excited and anxious, "Josephine, Josephine..."

Josephine Thompson, her own eyes stinging, held his hand, "I’m just glad you’re awake."

Before he could finish speaking.

Julian Grant pulled her tightly into his arms, hugging her tightly.

As if by letting go.

She would vanish forever.

"Josephine, I’m relieved to see you’re okay."

"Do you know how worried I was? I was so afraid I’d never see you again."

"..." Josephine Thompson’s heart ached uncontrollably.

She wanted to push him away.

But seeing him so weak and miserable now, she couldn’t bear to reject him.

Julian Grant held onto her, refusing to let go. The usually unruly young man had tears welling up in his eyes.

"In the moment of the accident, my mind was full of you."

"I thought at that moment if I survived, I’d never want to be apart from you again..."

Mrs. Grant and the two elders were stunned, looking at Julian Grant in disbelief.

Especially Mrs. Grant.

Seeing her son in such an unflattering state made her even more indignant.

"Julian, alright, alright. You’re seriously injured, don’t get too emotional."

"Now that you’ve seen her, can you focus on your treatment? Take your medicine now; this is a special imported medicine from The Republic of Arcadia, each pill costs a fortune, don’t waste it!"

Lady Grant, feeling sorry for her grandson, spoke as if coaxing a child, "Julian, be good and take your medicine!"

Julian Grant acted as if he didn’t hear, just holding onto Josephine Thompson tightly, refusing to let go!

Josephine Thompson felt awkward, fearing his family’s resentment, "Julian Grant, please take your medicine!"

Having said that.

She gently nudged him, trying to push him away!

"No, I just want to hold you now, not even for a second do I want to be apart from you."

Julian Grant looked relieved as if regaining something lost.

Sometimes...

Only after a great disaster can one achieve true enlightenment.

If before he thought about trying to be with her.

Then, after a moment of life and death, he suddenly felt that nothing mattered except her.

Fame and fortune, glory and wealth, are things he can’t take with him after death.

Only being with the one he loves.

Can bring his soul solace and make his life complete.

Grant couldn’t help but comment, "Hmm... is our Grant Family about to produce a great romantic?"

Lady Grant: "...Ugh, as long as Julian is happy, why should we stop him?"

Having said so.

She sized up Josephine Thompson carefully.

Josephine Thompson dressed neatly and elegantly, with an orchid-like grace and a bright, graceful appearance. Clearly a well-raised, sensible girl.

This is great.

Her grandson has always been unruly; he needs someone stable and sensible to keep him in line.

Why worry about her past marriages?

She was a carefully chosen by The Gallagher Family.

If Nathaniel Gallagher once chose her, it speaks volumes about her excellence.

Mrs. Grant, irritated and resentful, said, "Ms. Thompson, if you really care for Julian, then urge him to take his medicine."

Josephine Thompson, hearing this, gently patted him, her voice soft and calming, "Julian Grant, please take your medicine, okay?"

Julian Grant, his throat tightening, gazed at her deeply, "Okay, I’ll take it if you feed me!"

Pfft!

Everyone around heard this and felt a headache.

Mrs. Thornton cleared her throat, her expression growing more severe.

The Grant Family and the Thornton Family had always tried to match Julian Grant and Evelyn Thorne together.

So, she always regarded Julian Grant as her son-in-law.

Now...

The son-in-law is running away.

She glanced at her daughter.

Evelyn Thorne seemed to be chewing bubble gum, looking indifferent.

Evelyn Thorne’s mind was entirely on Nathaniel Gallagher now and had lost interest in Julian Grant.

"Stop fooling around and take your medicine quickly."

Josephine Thompson carefully accepted the medicine, poured out a pill, and brought it to his mouth.

The pill was small, like a sugar bean.

However.

For such an unassuming little pill to cost a million was outrageous.

"Open your mouth."

"Alright." Julian Grant obediently opened his mouth, and as he took the pill, his tongue inadvertently brushed against her fingertip.

Josephine Thompson’s heart jolted, and she withdrew her hand as if electrocuted.

Julian Grant, having taken the medicine, continued to gaze at her without blinking.

"Was it you who personally brought this Ancient God here?"

Josephine Thompson nodded gently, "Yes, this is an Ancient God that has been blessed, worshipped in a temple for hundreds of years. It will protect you and surely bring you good luck."

Hearing this, Julian Grant felt deeply moved, "Great, once I feel better, I’ll transfer the money to you immediately."

Josephine Thompson’s eyes darkened as she earnestly spoke, "I gave it to you as a gift; you don’t need to transfer any money to me."

"..." Julian Grant was stunned, looking at her in disbelief.

Previously...

Josephine Thompson had already told him about the Ancient God’s uniqueness and value.

This Ancient God was worth ten billion on the market.

She sold it to him for five billion, already at a huge loss.

And now she wanted to give it to him?

"Josephine, no, no, this is too precious, I must pay!"

Josephine Thompson held his hand earnestly, "Please, accept it. It’s a small token of my goodwill. I hope this Ancient God can protect you and grant you safety and health."

The debt of saving a life can’t be repaid.

If not for him.

She might not have made it.

A small matter of ten billion is just a token of her immense gratitude.

"Haha~, does this count as a dowry?"