CHAPTER 5: CHAPTER 5: WHAT CRAZY THING ARE YOU DOING NOW?

Nathaniel Gallagher froze, his whole body’s pressure dropping to freezing point, "Josephine, what’s gotten into you again?"

Josephine Thompson said coldly and slowly, "Nathaniel Gallagher, I’m serious, let’s get a divorce!"

Nathaniel’s sharp eyes were full of disbelief, but were soon replaced by indifference and impatience.

He didn’t believe she’d propose divorce over such a small issue.

Every time Vivian comes to the house, she gets jealous and throws a tantrum with him.

He explained it before, he regards Vivian as a sister. He even gave her the title of Mrs. Gallagher, and now just wants to make up for the neglect of Vivian, why can’t she understand?

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate.

"Cough cough~"

Vivian Shaw gently coughed twice, understandingly saying, "Nathaniel, sis must be jealous. Don’t worry about me, go and calm sis down, cough cough~."

Nathaniel immediately shifted his focus to her, soothingly saying, "Vivian, don’t speak anymore, let me take you to the room to rest first."

"Nathaniel, put me down, don’t make it difficult for me. Go calm sis down, go."

Vivian struggled to land.

Nathaniel couldn’t go against her, had to carefully put her down.

As she landed.

Vivian seemed to have soft bones, unable to stand steady, twisting her slender waist, "Nngh~"

Nathaniel saw her about to fall, immediately stretched an arm to wrap around her waist.

Vivian softly moaned, falling into his arms.

"Look at you, I told you not to land, and you just wouldn’t listen." Nathaniel said tenderly, planning to lift her up again.

Vivian shyly pushed him, but was hugged tighter, "Nathaniel, don’t worry about me, go soothe sis."

Her tone was weak, but her eyes provocatively glanced at Josephine, carrying a hint of declaration.

"Sis, don’t misunderstand. Nathaniel just feels sorry for my frailty, it doesn’t mean anything else, you don’t need to be jealous."

Josephine watched, heart blocked and angry again.

Even if they were real siblings, they probably wouldn’t be this cloyingly hugging.

But, it doesn’t matter anymore.

Anyways, she’s already decided to divorce.

"Stop the act, if you’re sick you should go to the hospital and get treated, come out when you’re better. Don’t call someone else’s husband at midnight, do you think no one can see through your little schemes?"

Vivian’s eyes immediately reddened, tears gathering but not falling, "Nathaniel, sis is indeed jealous of me."

"I better leave..."

Nathaniel’s gaze turned cold, sternly warning Josephine, "Josephine, can you stop going crazy? If you continue targeting Vivian, can’t tolerate her, then we’ll really divorce."

Josephine took a deep breath, once again handing over the divorce papers in front of him, "Stop the nonsense, sign it!"

Nathaniel was so angry he coughed up blood, "Do you think I dare not sign?"

"Nathaniel, don’t be like this. Sis, I’ll leave, don’t fight with Nathaniel anymore." Vivian said, tears pattering down.

Henry Gallagher saw, immediately rushed over, bumping Josephine violently, "Bad mommy, you’re bullying Auntie Vivian again. You’re bad, I hate you."

"Uh~" Josephine’s lower back was hit hard, her high heels tilted, nearly falling to the ground.

"You bad woman, leave our home."

Josephine stood firm, looking at her furious son, her heart chilled to the core.

"Bang—" a crisp sound.

She couldn’t bear it anymore, fiercely slapped Henry Gallagher across the face.

This time, it was really heavy.

Henry Gallagher couldn’t stand steady, crashed to the ground, half of his small face immediately swelling red.

"Henny." Vivian saw, immediately left Nathaniel’s embrace, hurriedly going forward to hold Henry.

Mrs. Dixon also hurriedly went to check, "The young master has already been beaten twice today, Gallagher Family only has this one beloved. If he’s hurt, how will you explain to the old lady?"

Henry Gallagher wailed, "Wahh wahh, Auntie Vivian, bad mommy hit me. I don’t want her to be my mommy, I want you to be my mommy."

Vivian heard, tenderly touching Henry’s little face, "Be good, don’t cry, let auntie take a look."

Nathaniel was also furious, "Josephine, are you crazy today?"

"Henny is just a child, how can you be so heavy-handed?"

Josephine ignored him, only staring at Vivian and Henry with differences.

Son and Vivian looked exactly like cut from the same mold.

Especially their eyes, both thin phoenix eyes, pointed chin, light eyebrows.

She subconsciously looked at Mrs. Dixon, and she also has the same pair of phoenix eyes.

Josephine’s mind exploded, her body felt icy cold.

Could Henny not even be her child?

Four years ago.

At her grandfather’s request, she met Nathaniel Gallagher.

As both were only children from top elite families, passing on the family line was top priority. So after marriage, having children became the first major task.

After marriage, Nathaniel said he had weak sperm, couldn’t make a woman pregnant. So, they went to the hospital, opting for IVF implantation.

Josephine was cooperative throughout.

However, errors are highly likely during IVF procedures.

Vivian continued soothing Henry, accusing Josephine mournfully, "Sis, you can vent to me, but how can you take it out on a child? You’re too much, too heartless."

Josephine coldly retorted, "Disciplining my own child, do I need your permission?"

Nathaniel wore a gloomy expression, soberly saying, "Josephine, did you take gunpowder today? I don’t want to argue with you, you better restrain yourself, apologize to Mrs. Dixon and Vivian immediately."

"Nathaniel, sign it already."

"Crazy, I’m too lazy to bother with you today."

Nathaniel said impatiently, stepping forward to pick Vivian up, striding towards the house.

Henry Gallagher angrily spat at Josephine, "Hm, bad mommy, I hate you to death." Then, he ran after Nathaniel.

"Young Mistress, you better take care of yourself!"

Josephine swallowed heavily, holding a belly full of unnamed fire.

Later.

She dropped the divorce papers and drove away.

This marriage is definitely over.

She’ll consult a lawyer about the divorce tomorrow.

Half an hour later.

She drove to The Antiquarian Market.

While working, she couldn’t focus for the first time, frequently making mistakes.

...

At five o’clock.

She ended work early, drove back to Thompson Estate.

Mount Belair, Sandalwood Court Number One.

"Grandfather, I’m back."

Master Thompson was in the garden tending to several rare orchids.

Seeing his granddaughter’s car drive in.

Master was thrilled, immediately stepping forward to greet her, "Josephine is back? Why didn’t you call in advance so I could have the servants prepare your favorite dishes?"

"I missed you, so I came to see you." Josephine got out of the car, casually handing the keys to a servant, letting them park the car.

Seeing her return alone.

Master Thompson was greatly disappointed, "You came alone? Why didn’t you bring my great-grandson?"