CHAPTER 392: CHAPTER 392: DEATH BY A THOUSAND CUTS

Nancy Allen said she wanted to live with Julius Shaw.

No one objected.

Only Emma Lewis, while Nancy wasn’t paying attention, lowered her voice and viciously said to Julius Shaw: "You can live together, but you mustn’t touch her."

Julius Shaw hadn’t expected that no one would object.

He wasn’t Godfery Shaw; he knew everyone didn’t like him getting too close to Nancy Allen.

...

At night.

Nancy Allen lay by the bed, puzzled, and said, "Godfery Shaw, what are you thinking about? Close your eyes and sleep, the doctor said insomnia means you shouldn’t stay up, otherwise I’ll sleep on the sofa, and you can take the bed."

Nancy always felt that one sleeping on the bed and one on the sofa was a bit odd, but she couldn’t quite tell what was wrong.

It seemed like Godfery Shaw should be lying next to her, but maybe not on the same bed.

Nancy didn’t know, amidst those collapsed and chaotic memories, that she and Godfery Shaw once had a large combined bed.

So the scene at the moment felt a bit out of place.

Julius Shaw lay on the sofa and came to his senses, "I was thinking about what to eat tomorrow, I’ll sleep soon."

Nancy also lay down, and the two were separated by a distance, Nancy murmured, "Tomorrow I want to eat squirrel fish, candied chestnuts, and..."

Nancy mumbled herself to sleep.

Her anorexia hadn’t improved, actually, she had no appetite for these things and could only eat a tiny bit each time.

But when Godfery Shaw asked her, she earnestly thought about it before answering.

Julius Shaw opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping Nancy.

He took off the mask on his face, his gaze gradually becoming deep; he allowed the malice and violence around him to spread, the possessiveness in his eyes growing strong, like the sharp and dangerous gaze of a wolf king, staring at Nancy.

Yet he only stared, didn’t get close, nor did he harm or restrain her.

Julius Shaw whispered to himself, "Brother, I think I can manage not to hurt her anymore."

Julius Shaw put the mask back on and gradually fell asleep.

...

The next day.

Mr. Lewis was providing psychological counseling to Nancy Allen.

But Nancy’s psychological defenses were too strong, she wouldn’t open her heart, making it impossible for anyone to guide her.

Proper stimulation was the only way to wake Nancy up.

Mr. Lewis’s questions became increasingly direct, "Nancy, how did you get anorexia?"

Nancy seemed to have been asked something she didn’t know, and after thinking for a while, she said, "Because I didn’t eat properly?"

Her tone was tentative, like she was questioning herself.

Mr. Lewis sharply asked, "Then why weren’t you eating properly?"

Nancy got a bit flustered, "Because... because I... I was sick."

Nancy seemed cornered, feeling helpless.

However, Mr. Lewis did not stop and continued to seriously ask, "Why were you sick? Because of Godfery Shaw? Or Julius Shaw?"

Nancy’s pupils instantly shrank, as if she had heard something terrifying.

She screamed, suddenly clutching her head and curling up in pain, her face turning pale.

Emma Lewis couldn’t help but interrupt, "Uncle, stop it, she’s in so much pain."

Mr. Lewis had already stopped, and Ian Bailey immediately used acupuncture to calm Nancy Allen.

Julius Shaw looked at Mr. Lewis with murderous intent, picked up Nancy Allen with a grim expression, and took her upstairs to rest.

Emma Lewis said sadly, "Uncle, how can this be, why does she suffer so much with just a little stimulation in this direction."

Mr. Lewis explained, "Her pain comes from not wanting to recall those things after the collapse. She hasn’t really lost her memory; she remembers everything, knows everyone, she just doesn’t want to think about it. It’s like when a person encounters something extremely frightening, and after experiencing stress, the subconscious tells them nothing happened, so they act like nothing happened."

Hailey Smith couldn’t stand it anymore and said softly, "Maybe it’s better this way; after all, the second young master doesn’t lose his temper anymore, he treats the young madam well too, their life is actually quite stable like this."

Basil Smith and Emma Lewis didn’t say anything.

In their view, Godfery Shaw and Julius Shaw were indeed the same person.

If Julius Shaw could stabilize and also have the memories of the young master, it wouldn’t be much different from before.

But what about Nancy’s thoughts?

Nancy’s mind was avoiding; no one knew what she thought.

With Julius Shaw’s daily care and feeding, Nancy’s weak body gradually improved.

She started to become lively again, even proactively wanting to go out.

She took Julius Shaw to the racetrack, they watched a mare give birth to a foal, witnessing the birth of life. They went to the greenhouse together, personally tending to the place where Nancy once metaphorically died, they pulled out an expensive flower by the pond, planting tomatoes Nancy liked, they...

Nancy seemed like a happy little girl.

Doing the things she wanted to do with Godfery Shaw.

Before Julius Shaw suddenly came into the picture, Nancy and Godfery Shaw were this happy.

She seemed to have completely forgotten the part where Julius appeared, acting as if nothing ever happened.

She was happily living with Godfery Shaw, within reach of happiness.

But the problem was, next to Nancy now wasn’t Godfery Shaw, but Julius Shaw.

All the happiness meant for Godfery Shaw were reasons for Nancy not to want Julius Shaw.

Accompanying Nancy through these experiences, he felt like being sentenced to death by a thousand cuts, every slice agonizing, yet he still had to show Nancy a gentle smile.

That day Nancy took Julius Shaw out of the Imperial Garden.

Previously, they had only been staying within the bounds of the Imperial Garden, so Nancy’s sudden want to go out made Emma Lewis uneasy.

It happened that Basil Smith had nothing to do today, so Emma Lewis and Basil Smith secretly followed them.

Then they saw Nancy take Julius Shaw to the library.

Basil Smith and Emma Lewis had complicated expressions, almost sighing simultaneously.

The same library, the same people, even those following behind were the same, yet everyone’s mood had changed.

Back then, Emma Lewis saw Godfery Shaw and Nancy going on a date and laughed so hard her stomach hurt.

But now, there was only heartbreak.

If anyone was truly happy, it was only Nancy.

Nancy had booked the place, her eyes curving in joy.

Julius Shaw was too jealous, so much so that his eyes turned red.

In the end, he couldn’t help himself, grabbing Nancy’s arm and pulling her in front of him, bending down to kiss her forcibly.

But when he touched Nancy, the fierce kiss turned into something reverent and gentle, as if he was pleading.

Pleading with Nancy to also look at him!

Not just at the brother, but at him as well!

Nancy’s face turned red, wanting to push Julius Shaw away: "Don’t mess around, this is the library."

Julius Shaw stubbornly said, "Nancy, don’t push me away."

Julius Shaw’s tone was so adamant that suddenly some scenes flashed in Nancy’s mind.

A voice seemed to threaten her, telling her not to push him away.

Nancy shook her head, her face slightly pale.