CHAPTER 14: CHAPTER 14: BE GOOD, LISTEN

Vivian listened and quickly followed her words, "Godmother, my sister-in-law is actually quite nice. She’s a strong woman type, so of course her character will be a bit assertive, but she’s very successful in her career."

"Unlike me, always relying on the support and care of my godmother and Nathaniel to live a good life."

Mrs. Gallagher listened, smiling at her, "The stronger a woman is, the more likely she is to overlook her family. As our Gallagher family’s daughter-in-law, there’s no need to be out in the public eye, just taking good care of the family is already very good."

"Vivian’s character is really great, gentle and considerate, obedient and sensible, and even knows filial piety, she’s practically my little treasure. If I could choose again, I truly wish Vivian could be my daughter-in-law."

"Mom, don’t say that! I’m full, you all take your time to eat." Nathaniel frowned, stood up, and left the dining table.

Vivian’s face reddened slightly, secretly feeling delighted.

She wants to win over her godmother’s favor.

With her godmother’s recognition, she has more of a chance.

"Godmother, I can still honor you as your goddaughter now."

"That’s true."

Mrs. Gallagher was just being insincere.

If Vivian really became her Gallagher family’s daughter-in-law, she would be the first to oppose.

The Gallagher family is a top-tier conglomerate, the daughter-in-law has to be a lady from a wealthy family to uphold the Gallagher family’s reputation.

If the son actually married a maid’s daughter, everyone in Audenburg would laugh.

Yet, all mothers-in-law have a common trait worldwide. They hope their son’s marriage is happy, but seeing their son and daughter-in-law affectionate, they sigh that their son has married and forgotten his mother.

They wish the daughter-in-law would work tirelessly, yet don’t want the son to spoil the daughter-in-law too much.

...

In the next two days.

Josephine Thompson did not go out, and her phone was constantly off.

She could finally take a good rest.

On the third day.

She got up early, freshened up, and drove to the paternity test center.

"Hello, I’m here to collect the test results."

Staff: "Ms. Thompson, your test results, your husband just picked them up."

Josephine was taken aback, "What?"

"Your husband took the test results, he said you asked him to collect them."

Josephine heard this, feeling instantly furious.

"When did he come to get them?"

"He just left, if you hurry now, you should be able to catch up."

"Alright, I understand!" Josephine turned around, hurriedly heading to the parking lot while dialing Nathaniel’s number.

"Beep beep beep."

The call connected quickly.

"Hello."

Josephine was both angry and furious, "Where are you now?"

Nathaniel replied calmly, "In the car."

"Nathaniel, why did you take the test results?"

Nathaniel listened, and questioned her in return, "Josephine, what do you mean? What are you suspicious of?"

Josephine while making the call, took the elevator down to the underground parking lot.

Soon enough.

Nathaniel’s car was parked there, hadn’t left yet.

Josephine quickly walked to his car, vigorously knocking on the window, "Give me the test results."

Nathaniel saw this and unlocked the car door.

"Bang!" The car door opened.

Josephine hurriedly wanted the test results, "Hurry and give me the test results."

Nathaniel sat in the car, holding the test report in his hand. However, he didn’t give it to her.

"Get in the car."

Josephine took a deep breath, reluctantly got into the car, eager to grab the test report from his hand, "Give it to me, quickly give it to me."

Nathaniel held the test back, deliberately raising the test report high.

Josephine couldn’t reach it, so angry she felt like she would explode, "Quickly let me see."

"First tell me, what are you suspicious of?"

"Stop with the nonsense, hurry and let me see. I’m suspecting now that Henny isn’t my child at all."

Nathaniel heard this and his expression stiffened, "And what if he is?"

"Regardless of whether he is or isn’t, hurry and let me see."

"Josephine, if the child grows up in the future and learns that you doubted his lineage, it could have a huge psychological impact on him."

Josephine heard this and felt he was deliberately hiding something, "Nathaniel, you’re really strange. Why are you so afraid of me seeing the results? What are you hiding from me?"

Nathaniel was silent for a few seconds, testing her by saying, "If he’s not your child, what are you planning to do?"

"..." Josephine’s heart was pounding, looking at Nathaniel in disbelief.

The child was born after she carried him for ten months.

If he’s not her child, it could only mean the child was switched.

Or maybe...

"Quickly let me see, don’t beat around the bush." Josephine reached out again to grab.

Nathaniel deliberately didn’t give it to her, "You still haven’t answered my question."

"Nathaniel, my patience is also limited, please don’t keep challenging it."

Josephine was thoroughly angry.

If he doesn’t show her soon, she would go make another one.

Nathaniel sighed, handing her the test report, "Take a look then."

Josephine impatiently took the test report, then flipped to the last page.

Parentage test result:

DNA matches 99%, biological mother-son relationship.

After reading the test result.

Josephine’s brows furrowed into a knot, her heart still unsettled.

Henny really is her biological child.

But why is his blood type A?

"Are you satisfied now?" Nathaniel’s voice carried a trace of anger.

Josephine looked up, staring into his eyes, "But we’re both O blood type, how could Henny be A blood type? There must be something wrong!"

Nathaniel heard this, his eyes inadvertently flickered, "...Well, I remembered wrong. I’m actually A blood type, just mistakenly thought it was O."

"..." Josephine heard and looked at him in disbelief.

He’s not a three-year-old, how could he not remember his own blood type?

"If you don’t believe me, you can have a look for yourself!" Nathaniel said, taking his blood type report from the car!

Clearly printed with A blood type!

After looking at it, Josephine half-doubted while looking at him, "Are you really A blood type?"

"Huh~, my test report is right here, what are you still doubting?"

"If you don’t believe me, we can go to the hospital to do a blood type test now."

Looking at his calm demeanor, Josephine’s thoughts became chaotic, mixed feelings.

Seems she really was overthinking.

"...Sorry."

Seeing her tone soften, Nathaniel Gallagher hurriedly began to placate her, "I also know, Henny is not close to you, it’s inevitable for you to overthink."

"But that’s because you’ve spent too little time with the child. If you spend more time with him in the future, he will surely become close to you."

After saying this, he waved the divorce papers in his hand again, "I received your divorce papers, but I do not agree to the divorce."

Having said that, Nathaniel tore the divorce papers into pieces.

He never intended to get a divorce.

He was still quite satisfied with Josephine Thompson.

Before they met through matchmaking, he was actually very resistant and disgusted by the idea. But the moment he saw Josephine Thompson, he suddenly felt she was destined for him.

She was beautiful and serene, smart and reserved, diligent and ambitious, excellent in every way.

There was nothing he was dissatisfied with.

Josephine Thompson choked with anger, yet her fury remained, "Nathaniel Gallagher, you know that once I set my mind on something, it’s impossible for it to change easily."

"For such a trivial matter, must we make it a reason for divorce?" Nathaniel Gallagher leaned in closer, looking at her with indulgence and a hint of weakness.

He tried to hug her, his tone persuasive, "Can you really bear it? Can you truly bear to leave me and our son?"

"..." Josephine Thompson felt a lump in her throat, her resolve slightly shaken.

In four years of marriage, they had become each other’s family.

She indeed loved Nathaniel Gallagher very much.

He was elegant and gentlemanly, considerate and humorous, with looks that perfectly fit her picky aesthetic standards.

She was willing to spend her life with him.

But when she thought of the unclear relationship between him and Vivian Shaw, and the lack of boundaries.

She couldn’t stand it at all.

"Stop talking. I will be 100% faithful to the marriage. At the same time, I demand my husband also be 100% faithful to the marriage."

"I said it when we got married, if you fall in love with another woman, or if there’s an ex you can’t forget, I would leave on my own accord."

Upon hearing this, Nathaniel Gallagher deliberately showed a hurt expression, "What exes do I have that I can’t forget? I fell in love with you at first sight, and it’s you that I love!"

As he spoke, he moved closer, teasingly kissing the corner of her forehead and earlobe.

His skills were extremely proficient and rich.

He could precisely capture every vulnerable spot on her body.

If he played his cards right.

It wouldn’t take two minutes for her to surrender obediently, losing all resistance, letting him do as he pleased.

Josephine Thompson felt somewhat restless, quickly realizing his intentions, immediately resisting by trying to push him away, "Stop deceiving yourself, you know perfectly well whom you truly love in your heart."

Perhaps, he did have her in his heart.

But, he also had Vivian Shaw in his heart.

That alone was enough to sentence him to a ’death penalty.’

"Honey, you’re really overthinking it. I truly only see Vivian as a sister. If there was something between us, would I need to wait until now?"

"I’ve told you many times before, Mrs. Dixon did me a great kindness. To breastfeed me, she caused her own son to be without milk, leading to a frail health, and he died at a young age."

"Mrs. Dixon and Uncle Shaw were heartbroken for a long time, only having Vivian in middle age. I just want to make up for the guilt, so I treat her like a sister."

He always used this explanation.

In the first couple of years, Josephine Thompson believed him and even felt he was doing the right thing.

But gradually, she realized they were not sibling-like at all. Especially the infatuated gaze Vivian Shaw cast at him; if there was nothing between them, even a ghost wouldn’t believe it.

"Stop explaining, I won’t believe a word you say anymore. I’ve given you many chances, but you never took it to heart."

"Until I forgive you, you must not touch me."

Josephine Thompson pushed him away with force, maintaining a distance of two feet.

Nathaniel Gallagher saw this and dared not force her further, "Your grandfather is aging, and my mom is getting on in years too. If we really divorce, it would be a great blow to them."

"Moreover, Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and right after that, it’ll be your grandfather’s 70th birthday. If we divorced, how could he take it?"

"And if we truly divorce, I wouldn’t give up custody of Henny to you."

Upon hearing this, Josephine Thompson felt conflicted again.

Indeed.

She could disregard herself, but she couldn’t ignore her grandfather’s feelings.

With her parents passing away early, her grandfather feared she’d be alone and miserable in the future, so he pushed her to marry and have children early.

"...Not divorcing is possible, but I have one condition."

Upon hearing this, Nathaniel Gallagher immediately leaned in, "What is it?"

Josephine Thompson looked at him sternly, "You must keep your distance from Vivian Shaw, and she must leave The Gallagher Group."

Nathaniel Gallagher frowned, "Here you go again."

"She’s just an innocent girl, and I truly only see her as a sister."

Josephine Thompson coldly interrupted him, "You see her as a sister, but she may not see you as a brother. Your indifference to her doesn’t mean she feels the same way."

"You’re really overthinking it, Vivian... she’s genuinely a particularly innocent girl. Plus, she has a congenital heart condition and depression. If I did that, she wouldn’t be able to take it."

"..." Josephine Thompson felt a lump in her throat, looking at him with unfamiliar eyes.

See, every word he says defends and cares for Vivian Shaw. This showed that, subconsciously, Vivian Shaw was very important to him.

"Enough, nothing more needs to be said, let’s both calm down."

After saying this, Josephine Thompson pushed open the car door to get out.

Seeing this, Nathaniel Gallagher grabbed her arm and forcibly pulled her back.

"Here you go again, why are you always jealous of her?"

"I’ve explained so much to you, why can’t you listen?"

After saying this, he forcibly pressed her into the back seat, not allowing her to leave.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, let go, I don’t want to argue with you, and I don’t want to waste more words with you."

"In short, you can have either me or her by your side, not both."

Nathaniel Gallagher was frustrated, looking at her extremely angrily, "You’re being unreasonable, you’re forcing me."

Josephine Thompson sarcastically mocked him, "I’m not forcing you. You can choose Vivian Shaw. After we divorce, you can marry her. She would love to be your wife, and since you care so much for her, why not just give her a home?"

"Let go, I need to go to work now."

Nathaniel Gallagher took a deep, heavy breath, pressing her down even tighter.

She was wonderful in every way.

Except, her stubborn and obstinate character.

She rarely got angry, but once she did, it was hard to appease her.

"...Fine, I’ll listen to you and transfer her to an overseas branch. Will that suffice?" Nathaniel Gallagher, reluctantly, compromised a little.

Upon hearing this, Josephine Thompson still felt congested and upset.

Vivian Shaw was adept at playing the pitiable role, clinging to Nathaniel Gallagher, she might not want to go abroad.

Once she cried, Nathaniel Gallagher would surely soften again.

"What if she doesn’t want to go?"

"How long do you intend for her to stay there? A month? A year?"

Nathaniel Gallagher furrowed his brows, unwilling to answer this question.

"Josephine, if you’re truly worried, you can work at The Gallagher Group too, then you can watch me all the time."

Upon hearing this, Josephine Thompson snorted coldly.

He knew full well she wouldn’t do that.

Nathaniel Gallagher took a deep breath, forcibly leaned over, kissing her, "Wife, can you be considerate of me? Don’t be like this?"

"Please, it’s been so long, stop making a fuss, alright?"