CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 37: SHE SOON BECAME PREGNANT

"I just want to know the truth, please tell me..."

She didn’t have the strength to be hysterical, tears the size of beans fell one after another on his arm.

Nathaniel Gallagher was in turmoil, his eyes filled with heartache, "The truth is... you are overthinking. Henny is our child, and you are his biological mother. Please, don’t overthink anymore, okay?"

Josephine Thompson’s heart felt like it was being cut with a knife, unable to control her anger, "Even now, you’re still lying? Don’t fool me anymore, Vivian Shaw is Henny’s biological mother, isn’t she?"

Nathaniel Gallagher frowned deeply, immediately denying, "You’re really overthinking this, I’ve told you many times, I see Vivian as a sister, or even like a daughter, how could I possibly have a child with her?"

"...Then there must be another woman, right?" Josephine’s eyes were bloodshot as she looked at him, her whole body trembling with anger.

Many men like to have homes outside their homes.

Even a poor man with nothing, given the chance, can’t help but mess around.

Let alone someone as wealthy as him, who could afford to support a hundred women.

"Is it true? Do you have another woman, right?"

"..." Nathaniel Gallagher felt a catch in his chest, instinctively silent.

His pupils flickered twice, clearly thinking about how to argue.

Seeing his guilty reaction.

Josephine felt even more like she was falling into an ice pit, her voice choked with sobs, "Nathaniel Gallagher, if you don’t want kids, I won’t force you. If you despise me, I won’t degrade myself by insisting on having your children."

"But I simply cannot tolerate you using my body to bear a child for you and another woman!"

"Why do you treat me so cruelly? Why?"

She went mad and lunged forward, clutching his shirt tightly in questioning.

Before marriage.

She feared the most that he would be entangled with other women, or have an unforgettable ex.

She had asked him several times, questioning him about any lingering emotional ties.

Each time, he firmly answered no, saying he was too busy with work and had no time or energy for love.

Thinking back now, perhaps he was telling the truth.

After all, for a man like him, getting women is too easy, he simply wouldn’t bother wasting time on romantic relationships. Just a beckon of his finger, and plenty of women would rush to him.

Is there even a need for romance?

Nathaniel Gallagher was overwhelmed with mixed emotions, grasping her wrist to try to press her back to the bed, "Josephine, you’re too agitated right now, calm down first."

Josephine clutched his shirt desperately, refusing to let go, "Don’t leave, tell me, tell me!"

Nathaniel Gallagher stood and got up, just wanting to escape quickly, "You’re too emotional, I’ll talk to you after you’ve calmed down."

"Thud!" A sound.

As he moved his feet.

Josephine was dragged off the bed by inertia, and fell heavily to the floor, her forehead bruised and swollen.

"Ah—"

Josephine was in such pain she felt dizzy, lying on the floor unable to get up.

Seeing this, Nathaniel Gallagher hurriedly squatted down and picked her up, "Josephine, please don’t do this, okay?"

"Henny is our child, no one dares to question that."

Nathaniel Gallagher lovingly carried her back to bed, wanting to comfort her but couldn’t think of an excuse.

Earlier.

He had come up with several lies to cover up the truth.

If she found out, he would lie, saying that his sperm had issues, or that her eggs had issues, forcing them to use someone else’s.

Then, he would spend money to produce a fake test report, enough to fool her.

Unfortunately...

Two months ago, he forgot to inject the contraceptive shot on time. Just having had sex twice resulted in her pregnancy. Thus, using that as an excuse was no longer feasible.

"Honey, things really aren’t as you think. You don’t need to be so upset or sad. Why make such a big deal? Once your health is better, we can have more kids."

"..." Josephine was angered to the point of heartache, feeling like her chest was about to tear.

Unfortunately, now she’s so weak she can’t even speak, only letting tears fall one after another.

Nathaniel Gallagher also felt uneasy, pressing the bedside call button.

"Someone come."

The servant soon knocked and entered, respectfully saying, "President Gallagher, please instruct."

"Call the family doctor immediately."

"Understood."

"Stop crying, you’re already this sick, stop dwelling on these thoughts, okay?" Nathaniel Gallagher leaned down and kissed her forehead, his face filled with concern.

In just a few days, she had lost a lot of weight. Her once delicately beautiful egg-shaped face had become as thin as a melon seed, and her skin was pale like paper.

Josephine felt her world spinning, wanting to push him away but lacking the strength even to lift her hand.

Twenty minutes later.

The family doctor hurried in.

After examining her, he injected glucose and applied physical cooling methods.

She hadn’t had anything to drink in days, relying solely on glucose and nutrient injections.

As the medication contained sleep-inducing components, she dozed off again.

...Approximately three hours passed.

Josephine woke up groggily.

Once her consciousness cleared, Nathaniel Gallagher was no longer in the room.

Feeling extremely thirsty, she struggled to sit up and drink water.

Two servants were by her side, seeing her awake, they immediately approached to assist, "Ma’am, you’re awake? Would you like some water?"

"Mm—"

The servant quickly poured a cup of warm water without delay.

After drinking, Josephine recuperated for several minutes, her depleted spirit slightly restored.

"Where’s Nathaniel Gallagher?"

"President Gallagher went to the company for a meeting, he should be back around five."

Upon hearing this, Josephine instinctively looked around for her phone, "Where’s my phone?"

"Ma’am, your phone was broken, President Gallagher had someone take it for repairs. A new phone has been delivered, President Gallagher said he’ll give it to you once you’re better."

Josephine’s heart sank, "Then give me your phone, I need to make a call."

The servant faced her with respect, "Ma’am, we aren’t allowed to carry phones during work hours."

"..." Josephine felt her vision darken, almost wanting to cough up blood.

Clearly, Nathaniel Gallagher deliberately kept her from contacting the outside.

It’s been five days, and Grandfather hasn’t looked for her.

He must have used her phone to send Grandfather a message saying she’s safe.

That’s not the worst of it, she’s more worried about Professor Warren being unable to find her.

"Ma’am, any other instructions?"

"...No, you may leave!"

"Understood." The two servants withdrew several meters away, standing at the room’s entrance.

Josephine no longer paid any attention to the servants, beginning to calmly analyze a way to escape Nathaniel Gallagher, and discover who Henry Gallagher’s biological mother truly is.

If the child wasn’t Vivian Shaw’s.

It would prove he has another woman hidden away.

But who could it be?

She meticulously racked her brains, cross-examining every woman around Nathaniel Gallagher.

But none of them matched!

Moreover, since they got married, he has been coming home roughly on time every day. Even if he was socializing at night, he would always inform her in advance, and he would never be home later than ten o’clock.

"...Could it be that he’s keeping a woman abroad?"

Josephine Thompson’s mind exploded, and suddenly she thought of it.

Almost every six months.

He would find an excuse to quarrel with her, start a cold war, or say he needed to go on a business trip abroad. Then he would fly abroad and stay for half a month.

The place he goes most often is Vessia!

"Could it be that he’s keeping that woman in Vessia? Each time he says he’s going on a business trip, he’s actually going to be with her!"

Vessia...

This is one of the world’s most expensive countries, and also a place where global tycoons hide their wealth.

If he is keeping that woman in Vessia, it shows he is truly considerate.

"As long as I check whom he meets in Vessia and what places he visits, I can probably find out who Henny’s real mother is."

Thinking of this, Josephine Thompson’s heart began to ache again.

Four years of marriage, and she didn’t sense a thing.

Who knows, he may have a wife and kids in Vessia too. He married her possibly with ulterior motives, definitely not out of love!

...

Five o’clock in the afternoon.

Josephine Thompson’s thoughts were chaotic, imagining countless possibilities.

Immersed in her thoughts.

The engine sound of a car came from outside the yard.

"Madam, President Gallagher and young master are back."

"..." Josephine Thompson frowned; her heart ached even more.

Knowing Henny was not her biological child.

Each time she thought about it, her heart hurt again.

The child was never close to her since young.

She always assumed it was because of her busy work schedule, leaving no time to care for the child personally. Moreover, Mrs. Dixon constantly advised Henny, resulting in the child’s distant behavior.

But she didn’t expect the fundamental reason was that the child simply wasn’t her own flesh and blood.

"Click!" A sound.

The door was pushed open.

Henry Gallagher walked in with a bright smile.

Wearing a tailored little suit for children, looking handsome and cute, he hugged a beautiful bouquet of carnations and carried a delicate gift box.

"Mommy, your little darling is here to see you."

Henry Gallagher walked with the flowers to the bedside, cautiously placing them in Josephine Thompson’s arms, "Mommy, this bouquet from your little darling is for you, and I wrapped it myself!"

"..." Josephine Thompson’s heart ached; her eyes suddenly felt sore.

No matter the adults’ schemes.

Ultimately, the child is innocent.

Moreover, he is the little life she brought into the world after nine months of labor and hardship.

Even if he wasn’t her biological son, she couldn’t let go.

"Mommy, I heard you’re sick and can’t eat. I personally made you some homemade cookies and bird’s nest porridge."

After saying that, he raised the gift box and cautiously presented it to her.

Though Henry Gallagher was just over three years old.

However, the aristocratic kindergarten regularly taught kids handy crafts and baking classes, such things as cookies and bird’s nest porridge were easy for him to handle.

Of course, while he was doing these, servants were always by his side offering guidance and supervision.

"Henny..." Josephine Thompson felt mixed emotions, both touched and pained.

"Mommy, please try it, okay? If you think it’s tasty, your little darling will make it for you often!"

Henry Gallagher had a sweet little mouth.

His innocent and charming demeanor could soften anyone’s heart.

Josephine Thompson sighed deeply, "Mommy can’t eat right now, why don’t you eat it yourself?"

"Mommy, my good mommy, could you just try it, please?" Henry Gallagher pleaded, gently shaking her arm while cautiously unpacking the gift box.

Then, taking a piece of a cookie, he climbed onto the bed and held it to her mouth!

Josephine Thompson’s eyes felt incredibly sore; her heart was throbbing with pain. She didn’t want to eat, but seeing the child’s eye-begging expression, she gently took a small bite!

Henry Gallagher giggled, "Is it yummy?"

"Uh-huh..."

"If mommy likes it, your little darling will make it again for you tomorrow!"

"..." Josephine Thompson gazed at Henny, her heart engulfed in unspeakable sorrow.

Nathaniel Gallagher also came in holding a bouquet of fresh flowers, "Honey, look at how sensible and thoughtful our son is to you."

Josephine Thompson’s expression darkened, responding icily: "Leave, I don’t want to see you."

"Mommy, did daddy make you angry? Please, for the sake of your little darling, forgive daddy this time, won’t you?"

Josephine Thompson’s eyes reddened, "Henny, you’re too young. When you’re older, you’ll understand some things!"

Henry Gallagher persistently pleaded, shaking her arm, babbling non-stop, "Mommy, good mommy, I beg of you, please forgive daddy."

"See how pretty the flowers daddy brought you are! Daddy even said once mommy’s health recovers, he’ll take us on a cruise around the world!"

The more Josephine Thompson listened, the more her heart ached, the more tears she wanted to shed!

If she didn’t know the truth!

If Henry Gallagher were indeed her biological child, how wonderful that would be?

But unfortunately...

Nathaniel Gallagher’s eyes also reddened, soothingly coaxing her, "Honey, see how sensible Henny is! He’ll be even more thoughtful when he grows up!"

"We’ll give him two younger siblings, a brother, and a sister..."

Josephine Thompson felt as if stabbed in the heart, "Shut up, get out, I don’t want to see you!"

Nathaniel Gallagher looked downcast, his tone hinting resignation, "Josephine, can we stop these fights, please?"

"I really don’t want to ruin our happiness now, nor do I want our marriage to break apart."

"Get out, just leave!" Josephine Thompson suddenly got agitated again, grabbing the water glass from the table and hurling it at his head.

"Bang--" The sound.

Nathaniel Gallagher didn’t dodge, the glass struck him heavily on the head.

Blood instantly streamed down his forehead.

"Hmph..." Nathaniel Gallagher winced, clutching his wound helplessly looking at her.

The servant and Henry Gallagher were startled.

"Daddy, President Gallagher, I’ll bring the medicine kit and bandage you right away."

"Josephine, I hope you’d calm down!" Nathaniel Gallagher said and turned, leaving the bedroom.

"Daddy, daddy..." Henry Gallagher called out a few times but didn’t dare chase him.

Daddy commanded him to cheer up mommy.

He didn’t dare disobey, so he had to come.

But he honestly didn’t like mommy.

Grandma Dixon always tells him that mommy is transformed from a demon. She says mommy often goes to graveyards to exhume dead people, she reeks, and everyone who touches her will have bad luck! Also, she says Auntie Vivian is a fairy transformed, a beautiful flower fairy who can use magic to make kids smarter and prettier.

Over time.

He also thought mommy was bad and wanted a fairy mommy like Auntie Vivian!

"...Ah~ mommy, if I behave well and listen, can you persuade daddy to bring Auntie Vivian back?"

"I haven’t seen Auntie Vivian in many days, I miss her."