CHAPTER 54: CHAPTER 54: BROTHER, I WILL BE YOUR WOMAN IN THIS LIFETIME

She instinctively opened the newspaper screenshot and took a glance.

The publication date showed that it was news from ten years ago.

[Fourteenth Sister, real name Eleanor Churchill, a legendary female figure from Audenburg, she changed the rules of the Audenburg Entertainment City...]

The newspaper featured an interview with Fourteenth Sister, praising her to the fullest.

Josephine Thompson frowned, her mind thinking subconsciously.

She seemed to have heard of Fourteenth Sister’s name.

Before the millennium.

Audenburg was still in chaos, various gangs rampant.

Any shady business was connected with the gangs.

After the millennium, many gangs began to transform and legitimize, starting legitimate businesses.

Fourteenth Sister was Eleanor Churchill’s nickname, it was rumored that she managed 14 halls, hence the nickname Fourteenth Sister.

About a dozen years ago, she was very famous in Audenburg, considered the big sister among big sisters. At her peak, she commanded thousands of runners and controlled half of the high-roller resources in the entertainment city. Moreover, she redefined the city’s drainage rules, which are still in use today.

Around ten years ago.

Fourteenth Sister suddenly disappeared without a trace in Audenburg, her whereabouts unknown to this day.

However, over a decade ago, Josephine Thompson was just an elementary school student and naturally had little concern about such matters.

"Why did Jamila send me her profile?"

"Beep beep beep..."

Josephine Thompson, filled with curiosity, directly dialed Jamila Jacobs.

Jamila quickly answered the phone, "Hello, Josephine, did you see what I sent you?"

"Jamila, what do you mean by sending me this?"

Jamila: "My friend investigating in Vessia found that someone in the sanatorium should be Eleanor Churchill."

Boom!

Josephine Thompson’s mind exploded, unable to snap back for a long time.

If the investigation results are indeed true, is the woman behind Nathaniel Gallagher actually Eleanor Churchill?

"...No, that’s impossible, right?"

"Why impossible? According to my friend’s latest investigation, it should be her. But it can’t be 100% confirmed yet, further verification might be needed."

"..." Josephine Thompson’s breath halted, stunned like a log.

Her mind was a storm, unable to connect Nathaniel Gallagher with Fourteenth Sister at all.

They’re two completely different types of people, with no online rumors about them being together.

Moreover, Eleanor Churchill is at least five years older than Nathaniel Gallagher.

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

Jamila sighed, "Alas, I also hope it’s fake news. However, there hasn’t been any final confirmation yet."

"I’ll notify you when there’s new information!"

"Alright."

Jamila was faintly worried, asking with concern, "How are you feeling lately? Are you okay?"

"Still okay!" Josephine Thompson’s mind was in a tangle, replying out of instinct!

Jamila: "Mm, that’s good. If you need anything, call your sisters anytime."

"Mm, thanks."

"Hey, no need to be so polite."

"Jamila, I won’t talk to you right now, I want some quiet time."

Jamila comforted her, "Okay, don’t take it to heart. Divorce isn’t a big deal. Nowadays in Audenburg, seven out of ten couples divorce."

"You’ve got money, looks, and a kid, imagine how carefree you can be post-divorce!"

"..." Josephine Thompson’s heart felt stabbed, as if choking.

Henry Gallagher isn’t her child.

If the woman in the Vessia sanatorium is indeed Eleanor Churchill.

Then Henry Gallagher is her and Nathaniel Gallagher’s child.

Thinking of this.

Her heart ached in waves, and her hatred for Nathaniel Gallagher ran bone deep.

She would never forgive him in this lifetime.

After hanging the phone.

Josephine Thompson clutched her chest, weak and distressed, leaning against the car seat, her heart aching almost to the point of breaking.

Ruby noticed her pale face through the rearview mirror, worriedly asked, "President Thompson, are you okay?"

"Why don’t I take you back to the hospital? Your face looks really bad, I’m worried about you!"

"..." Josephine Thompson’s heart was wrenching in pain, a rush of air choking her throat.

She swallowed several times, forcibly pressing the air back down.

"President Thompson, I’m really worried about you!" Ruby hurriedly stepped on the brake, pulling the car to the side.

Josephine Thompson clutched her chest and fell onto the back seat, cold sweat continuously breaking out.

Ruby quickly opened the car door, got in the back seat, and called out to Josephine Thompson, "President Thompson, President Thompson, how are you?"

Josephine Thompson fainted briefly for a minute before regaining composure.

However, her emotions fluctuated too much now, unable to handle anything!

"...Ruby, not going to the Antiquarian Market. Take me back to Waterside Pavilion!"

"Huh? President Thompson, you look really uncomfortable, I should take you back to the hospital! Health comes first, don’t push your body?"

"I’m fine, I’ll be okay after some rest at home!"

"Are you sure you’re okay?"

Josephine Thompson, frustrated and anxious, "Drive, stop nagging."

"...Oh, okay!" Ruby dared not say more, and continued driving.

Josephine Thompson opened her bag, took a few Strengthening Pills, and drank some water.

Half an hour later.

Waterside Pavilion.

Josephine Thompson returned home in a daze and then locked herself in her bedroom.

She took a few Heart Supplement Pills and medication to stabilize her emotions, then collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Whenever her emotions became unstable.

She would lock herself in her room, empty her mind, and block out all external distractions.

Like a cocoon, she would heal herself.

When she emerged, she would be reborn.

...

Hospital.

Nathaniel Gallagher remained in a coma.

The doctor performed emergency treatment on him and attended to his wounds again.

His fever had reached 40℃, and they could only resort to physical cooling measures.

Vivian Shaw stood guard at the hospital room door, crying in distress.

Upon receiving the news, Mrs. Gallagher and Mrs. Dixon also hurried to the hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital.

Mrs. Gallagher anxiously asked the doctor, "Doctor, how is Nathaniel?"

"Mrs. Gallagher, President Gallagher’s wound is inflamed, causing his high fever. We’ve performed emergency treatment; we just need to wait for the inflammation to subside, and his fever will slowly go down."

Mrs. Gallagher listened, more anxious, "Oh dear, how could it be so severe?"

"Doctor, please use the best treatment methods and make sure my son is safe and quickly recovers."

The doctor, looking serious, respectfully said, "Mrs. Gallagher, rest assured, we will provide the best care."

"As long as President Gallagher’s wound doesn’t get infected and the fever goes down, he will be fine."

"That’s good to know, thanks, Doctor."

"This is our duty; if Mrs. Gallagher needs anything, please don’t hesitate to ask."

"Okay, okay."

The doctor didn’t say anything more and went on to prepare medication.

Mrs. Gallagher clasped her hands together, continuously praying for her son’s quick recovery.

At the same time, she couldn’t help but mutter some superstitious complaints, "Tsk tsk, troubles truly never come singly! Has our Gallagher Family offended some evil spirit?"

Mrs. Dixon, who had been by her side, immediately chimed in, "Madam, you see, didn’t I predict this?"

Mrs. Gallagher looked at her, puzzled, "Predicted what?"

Mrs. Dixon’s eyes darted around, her expression self-important, "I’ve long said that the young lady has a hard life, she’s a jinx, anyone she’s around faces trouble."

"Look, she jinxed her parents early on. Then her grandmother, and who knows how hard her life must be?"

"..." Mrs. Gallagher listened, her face falling, thinking there might be truth in it.

Mrs. Dixon continued her startling commentary, "When the master wanted to marry her, I intended to stop him. You see, now trouble has emerged, right? Since she married the master, he’s been having constant accidents, and your health has been declining."

"You’re right, now I also feel Josephine indeed has a hard life. Nathaniel might’ve been jinxed by her."

"Isn’t it obvious? It’s a certainty!"

"Sigh~ She’s truly a jinx." Mrs. Gallagher paced anxiously outside the hospital room, her forehead wrinkled from worry.

Mrs. Dixon followed closely behind, continuously sowing discord.

"Madam, drink some water first, don’t overexert yourself."

Mrs. Gallagher accepted the glass, let out a heavy sigh, "Nathaniel, why must you endure such misfortune? Who knows what Josephine Thompson is plotting, since she entered the Gallagher Family, there’s been no peace!"

Vivian Shaw approached, worriedly greeting, "Godmother, Mom, please don’t say such things now, focus on Nathaniel’s health first."

Mrs. Gallagher listened and frowned at her, "Vivian, when did you come back?"

"Weren’t you in The Republic of Arcadia?"

"Oh, I’ve been back for a few days, planning to visit Godmother."

"Did Nathaniel know you were back?"

Vivian quickly nodded, "Yes, he knew, brother agreed for me to come back."

Mrs. Gallagher listening, didn’t say much, "Alright then, since you’re back, stay well in Audenburg."

"Yes, yes, the priority now is brother’s health; everything else is secondary."

"That’s correct."

"Godmother, rest assured, I will take good care of brother."

"Sigh~, you’re so sensible, with you by his side, I feel more at ease."

"Godmother, you go rest, I’ll keep watch here, once brother wakes, I will notify Godmother immediately."

"Alright then."

Mrs. Gallagher guarded the hospital room door for hours, and unable to withstand it, had to rest in the VIP lounge.

Vivian Shaw entered the room, cautiously staying beside Nathaniel Gallagher’s bed.

Nathaniel Gallagher had not regained consciousness, lying on the hospital bed, unaware.

Vivian Shaw used alcohol wipes and cooling packs to carefully cool him down physically.

She used an icy towel, first wiping sweaty areas like underarms and neck.

Then, replaced it with another towel, wiping his chest and abdomen.

"Brother, I will take good care of you."

Vivian Shaw gazed dreamily at the sleeping Nathaniel Gallagher, leaned over, and furtively kissed him.

Nathaniel Gallagher lay still, without any reaction.

"Brother, do you know? I really, really love you." She tentatively kissed his meant lips again.

His lips were cool, sensually shaped and distinctly defined, feeling delightful.

"Brother, this lifetime, I must become your woman..."