CHAPTER 51: CHAPTER 51: HE CAN’T LET GO OF THIS MARRIAGE

"Don’t come any closer..."

Josephine Thompson was trembling, terrified and at a loss.

She feared his uncontrollable anger the most.

His former gentlemanly demeanor, his charm and approachability, it was all an act.

Since they started the divorce process, she had repeatedly revised her understanding of him, completely reversing her previous judgment.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, you can’t do this."

"What you’re doing is a crime, I’ll report you... Ah..."

She tried to reason with him.

Unfortunately, she’d been pushed onto the bed, subdued under the devil’s grip.

Nathaniel Gallagher’s face was as cold as ice, like a tyrant slaughtering prisoners, mercilessly displaying his brutality and viciousness.

They hadn’t seen each other for half a month.

He was terrifyingly domineering.

"No, no!" She tried to resist, tried to calm him down.

"Tell me, have you already betrayed me?"

"If you let another man touch you, I’ll cut you to pieces and feed you to the sharks."

Nathaniel Gallagher’s expression was extremely vicious and violent.

His left hand was wrapped in gauze, emanating a strong smell of blood. Because of his agitation, his wound had reopened, staining the white silk sheets red.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, you bastard—"

He used to be a particularly gentle man, respecting and cherishing her.

She was conservative in her thinking, not keen on trying new things, and he never forced her.

But ever since they started the divorce process.

His viciousness and cruelty had been fully exposed, he stopped pretending.

The more she feared something, the more he gave it to her.

The more she resisted, the more he forcibly took.

He used violence to force her to submit, to beg for mercy.

...

Outside the bedroom.

Auntie Linton and Lana were frightened and at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"What should we do now? Miss won’t be in danger, will she?"

"I don’t know what to do either!"

"How about we hurry and notify Master Thompson?"

"Yes, yes!"

The two of them anxiously hurried to make a distress call, but a few bodyguards came in at the door and forcibly restrained them.

"You two stay in your rooms, don’t come out unless necessary."

Auntie Linton looked worried, "But President Gallagher seems very angry, I’m afraid something might happen..."

Andy looked indifferent, "It’s not your concern, President Gallagher and Madam are husband and wife, what could happen?"

"..." Auntie Linton heard this, and though uneasy, she had no choice.

In the past, when President Gallagher and Madam had conflicts, it would often be like this. Clearly, they were both very angry, but after a night’s sleep, they would reconcile as if nothing had happened.

No one knew if this was their way of maintaining marital harmony, but ultimately, they couldn’t intervene, nor did they dare.

...

The last time came to an end.

It was already past four in the morning.

Josephine Thompson was completely exhausted and passed out.

Her throat was hoarse, her tears had dried, and several of her nails had broken.

The room finally quieted down.

The next day.

Josephine Thompson slept until the afternoon, dazed in her heat-induced awakening.

She felt as if her bones were about to break, like summer wrapped in a heavy mink coat, suffocating her with the heat.

"Cough, cough..."

Josephine Thompson opened her eyes heavily, mouth dry, instinctively wanting to push away the furnace next to her.

"So hot!"

It took nearly two minutes for her to fully wake up from her hysteria!

Nathaniel Gallagher was holding her tightly, still asleep.

His body temperature was frighteningly high, hot to the touch, no wonder it felt so hot!

Resentment arose within Josephine, and she tried to forcefully push his arm away, "Get off, it’s so hot!"

Nathaniel Gallagher groggily opened his eyes, subconsciously hugged her again, mumbling indistinctly, "...Honey, don’t go, don’t leave me."

Looking at this despicable, hateful bastard.

Josephine Thompson frowned deeply, wanting to slap him several times.

She struggled to sit up, looking at him with a face full of resentment and anger.

Nathaniel Gallagher had lost last night’s brutality and viciousness.

He had developed a high fever, and the white gauze on his arms was already soaked in blood.

He hadn’t let her off last night.

And she hadn’t made it easy for him either.

Biting several deep, bleeding marks into his shoulders and arms, her sharp nails left scratches crisscrossing his body.

"Cough, cough... Honey, I’m so thirsty, I need water... cough, cough!" Nathaniel Gallagher whimpered weakly, as if he were about to die.

"..." Josephine Thompson’s heart was blocked with resentment and humiliation.

"It’d be better if your thirst kills you, you should’ve died long ago."

"..." Nathaniel Gallagher looked weak, his eyes extremely shattered and hurt.

His handsome face was filled with deep melancholy and sorrow. As if he hadn’t been the one committing violence last night, but rather the one who had suffered endless torment and abuse.

Josephine Thompson glanced at him, a strange discomfort surfacing in her heart.

But thinking of his despicable actions, she still firmly refused to care for him.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, stop pretending."

Nathaniel Gallagher didn’t reply, but the bloodshot in his eyes grew, vaguely climbing with a layer of mist.

"Honey... hold me, I beg you." He weakly reached out to embrace her, his voice quivering slightly.

Looking at his seemingly fragile state.

Josephine Thompson’s heart was in turmoil, filled with mixed emotions.

She really hated him to death.

But seeing him like this now, she couldn’t help but soften a little.

"Wait here." She fought against her weak body, angrily got out of bed, and poured him a glass of water.

"Cough, cough..." Nathaniel Gallagher coughed dryly and struggled to drink a few sips of water.

He seemed to be delirious from the fever, his temperature alarmingly high, his entire face flushed red.

"You’re running a fever, I’m calling someone to take you to the hospital."

"No, I don’t want to go anywhere, my wife, I just want you to hold me." Nathaniel leaned over, weak and wounded, wanting to embrace her.

Josephine’s heart ached, but she still pushed his arm away.

He disappeared for half a month to accompany that woman.

Most likely, he went to bed with that woman just as crazily, right? In fact, he would take time every six months to visit her.

The thought of it nauseated her; she couldn’t forgive him!

"...Who exactly is she?"

"How long have you two been together?"

"..." Nathaniel’s face darkened, remaining silent.

Seeing this, Josephine felt a stabbing pain in her heart, "Even if you don’t tell me, I can find out myself. I just want to know, how long have you been together? Did you already have an affair when we got married?"

"No!"

"Then when exactly did it start?" Josephine didn’t want to ask, but she still wanted to know.

Nathaniel furrowed his brow, looking gloomy and hurt, "Josephine, you still don’t trust me."

"I’ve said that I would never betray our marriage, and I keep my word. Since we got married, I haven’t touched another woman."

Josephine couldn’t help but let out a cold scoff, "Who would believe that?"

To men.

As long as you aren’t caught in the act, then it never happened.

As long as you never admit it, then it’s as good as nonexistent.

Nathaniel looked disheartened, "Whether you believe it or not, I don’t feel like explaining anymore."

"I’ll admit to what I’ve done if I’ve done it, I have no reason to hide."

Upon hearing this, Josephine’s emotions instantly shattered, "Nathaniel Gallagher, stop acting and stop pretending."

"You even have a child together, and now you’re telling me you didn’t have a relationship with her? Do you think I’m a fool?"

Nathaniel swallowed heavily, frustrated and helpless, "...I said after we got married, I haven’t had a relationship with any other woman."

Josephine paused, feeling even more devastated, "So she’s your ex-girlfriend?"

"You could say that!"

After hearing this, Josephine couldn’t hold back her tears, "Nathaniel Gallagher, you’re really despicable, truly shameless."

"Before we got married, I asked if you had any unresolved relationships, how did you answer me?"

"Why did you lie to me?"

"..." Nathaniel closed his eyes tightly, unwilling to answer her questions.

Before getting married, if he had told the truth.

She definitely wouldn’t have married him.

He could only lie to her.

"You’re being irresponsible to both parties, if you’re still in love with your ex-girlfriend, why didn’t you marry her?"

"Why did you drag me into this? Why make me endure the pain?" Josephine’s heart felt waves of pain, unwilling to accept this fact.

She despised people who were unfaithful.

His actions now were outright deceit, misleading her about everything.

Nathaniel felt a dull ache begin to surface within him as well.

For the past half month.

He’d been equally torn and wavering, unable to face the truth.

"Josephine, my mind is in disarray right now, and I’m feeling awful, could you give me some time?"

"Give me time to resolve this issue."

Josephine scoffed, her heart breaking as she questioned, "What are you planning to do?"

"..." Nathaniel tightened his brows.

"Say nothing more, let’s just end this marriage amicably. Then you won’t have to sneak around to be with her, you can rekindle your past openly."

Nathaniel painfully shut his eyes, "Josephine, it’s not what you think!"

"I... I still love you, I can’t bear to let go of our marriage, and I can’t bear to let go of you!"

Josephine jerked her hand free of his grasp, "Let go, don’t touch me anymore, I find you utterly disgusting right now."

"Josephine, just give me a little more time. I..."

Josephine let out a cold laugh, "What do you plan on doing?"

"Planning for us to coexist peacefully?"

"I’m telling you, it’s impossible, don’t even think about it!"

Nathaniel’s heart felt dead, silent once again.

He truly didn’t know what to do now.

He couldn’t bring himself to abandon the marriage he had now!

However, he couldn’t betray ’her’ either.

She had given everything for him, achieved great things for him, risked her life time and again.

Such deep and meaningful emotions couldn’t be betrayed.

If there was one person in the world who would never betray him, it would definitely be her.

"Speak up, stop staying silent!"

Amidst the argument.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

Nathaniel’s phone started ringing.

Upon hearing the phone ring, his whole body stiffened, and he immediately struggled to get up and reach for it.

Josephine, quick as she was, grabbed his phone first.

Seeing the caller ID was Vessia,

Nathaniel was obviously startled, "Josephine, give me the phone."

With that, he immediately got out of bed to snatch it.

Josephine turned away, hitting the answer button directly.

Once the call connected, a gentle and caring voice came from the other end, "Hello, Nathaniel..."