Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young Chapter 202: She Already Hates Him This Much Anyway

Nathaniel Gallagher’s voice carried a nearly humble plea, the end quivering slightly, as if he used all his strength to say these words.

Josephine Thompson’s steps halted in place, her back turned to him, her silhouette tensed upright.

The sea breeze blew in from the terrace.

It lifted her hair, strands full of sorrow.

"...Nathaniel, we are no longer husband and wife. You already have a new wife, please do not defile marriage and love." Her voice was soft, yet it pierced his heart like a dull knife, bit by bit.

"I know it’s inappropriate." Nathaniel walked up behind her, not too close, not too far, able to clearly see the curve of her hair tips.

"I just... want to experience it one last ti. Like before, waking up to see you."

"Just one night, please?"

Josephine silently turned to face him, looking at him coldly, decisively replied, "No."

"There’s no need, and no aning at all. If you truly want to hold onto the last bit of mory, please stop. Don’t make excessive demands, and don’t ask to sleep with you in the na of love."

"Between us... it was never about love."

Nathaniel’s heart exploded, he desperately refuted and explained, "How could it not be love between us?"

"From the start it was because of love, you loved , and I loved you. If there was no love, how would I have ever married you?"

Josephine replied, "Heh~"

"Say whatever you like!"

After speaking!

She turned and walked towards the room.

Two days were left.

After those two days.

If he still wouldn’t let her go back, she would choose to end her life.

Living under his control, she was better off dead.

Perhaps, he did genuinely have feelings for her.

But for soone with a purity complex about love, a three-way relationship was a highly painful and intolerable tornt.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."

Seeing she was about to enter the room.

Nathaniel quickly chased after her, and just as she was about to close the door, he used his arm to block it.

Josephine’s heart tightened, a trace of panic appeared in her eyes, "What are you doing?"

Nathaniel let out a small mocking laugh, pushed open the door, and forcibly walked in.

Imdiately after, "Bang!" the door closed heavily.

Josephine trembled all over, instinctively stepped back, "Nathaniel, don’t do anything rash. You said you wouldn’t force . Don’t make hate you, please let us retain the last bit of dignity between us..."

Nathaniel’s eyes showed a hint of regret, then he laughed with a twisted, morbid smile, "Dignity? What dignity?"

"Is there still dignity between us?"

Josephine backed away in panic, "What are you doing? Don’t force anymore..."

Nathaniel strode closer, his height of 192cm brought an oppressive pressure like Mount Tai.

"Josephine, if you just obediently listened to , how would I ever have to force you?"

"You always resist my goodwill, refusing to be gentle at all. Apart from using force, what other choice do I have?"

Josephine looked at him in shock, "Nathaniel, you’re insane, you’ve gone mad. Why do you always want to hurt ?"

Nathaniel’s complex and dark smile appeared, "Because... because I love you!"

"I can’t bear to let you go, I can’t bear to let you leave ..."

"Love isn’t like this!" Josephine’s voice was tinged with sobs, her back already against the cold wall, with nowhere left to retreat.

She looked at the man in front of her, his face twisted, feeling strange and fearful, "Your so-called love is a kidnapping, a torture, it’s trapping by your side at your whim! This isn’t love, it’s selfishness, it’s obsession!"

Nathaniel closed in step by step, his tall silhouette almost completely shrouding her.

He reached out to touch her cheek, but Josephine sharply turned her head to evade.

"Selfish? Obsessed?" He chuckled, a heavy self-mockery in his laughter, "Perhaps. But if I weren’t selfish or obsessed, you would have long disappeared from my side, wouldn’t you?"

His hand instead grabbed her wrist, the force almost crushing her bones.

Josephine winced in pain, struggled to break free, but it was in vain.

"Let go of ! Nathaniel, you’re hurting !"

"Pain?" He lowered his head, his hot breath sprayed in the hollow of her neck, his tone carrying a morbid stubbornness, "The pain in my heart is a thousand tis more than this. Do you know, whenever I think of you leaving, I’d rather dig out my heart..."

Josephine bit her lower lip hard, the taste of blood spread in her mouth.

Seeing the madness in his eyes, she suddenly cald a bit, her voice carrying a trace of resolve: "Even if you trap here, my heart will never be with you. What’s the use of such a shell to you?"

"I want it!" Nathaniel imdiately growled, "Even if it’s just a shell, I want to keep it by my side! It’s better than watching you run towards soone else, better than spending the rest of my life staring at an empty room!"

He suddenly pulled her into his arms, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist like iron, as if trying to ld her into his flesh and bones.

Josephine’s face pressed against his chest, able to clearly hear his intense heartbeat.

"Ah... let go... don’t touch ..."

Nathaniel suddenly bent down and picked her up horizontally, "Josephine, why can’t you ever willingly follow just once?"

"You obviously still love , you obviously can’t bear to leave , why do you have to act so strong?"

The more he spoke, the angrier he beca.

He took two quick steps, throwing her onto the soft bed.

And then.

He ripped off his shirt and lood over her.

"Ugh..." Josephine was dizzy from the fall, her mind spinning.

"No..."

Before she could recover.

A domineering and forceful kiss had already firmly sealed her lips.

He didn’t want to resort to force to make her yield.

But...

The personality of a woman like her, she was truly infuriating and intense. Stubborn to death, rejecting him from thousands of miles away.

He wanted to be close to her, leaving only this way.

"Stop... don’t..."

Josephine’s desperate struggle seed particularly weak against absolute power.

She desperately turned her head, trying to avoid his invasive kiss, tears uncontrollably flowing from her eyes, sliding into her hair along her temples.

"Nathaniel! You lunatic! Let go of !" Her voice was stuck in her throat, only a broken whimpering could be heard.

Nathaniel’s kissing grew more urgent and frantic, carrying a madness to destroy everything.

He knew doing this would tear apart the last bit of warmth between the two.

But what did it matter?

In any case, she already hated him so much, she’d never forgive him until death.

So, he didn’t want to waste ti.

After all, the goal was the sa.

"Josephine, look at ..." He lifted his head, his forehead leaning against hers, his bloodshot eyes mixed with pain and obsession.

"Even if it’s just this once, don’t push away, okay?"

Josephine’s eyelashes were covered in tears, her voice full of deep despair: "Doing this will only make hate you more..."