Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young Chapter 87: She Actually Messaged Him First

He wanted to reply to her ssage imdiately.

But he couldn’t hold back and replied at once:

[What’s up?]

Very soon.

The other side sent him a WeChat card again:

[Add on this account]

Nathaniel Gallagher hesitated for a mont, intending to type a question mark.

But then he thought she must want to contact him secretly, so she’s using a small account to add him.

Nathaniel’s lips couldn’t help but curl into a smile, and he imdiately added her on WeChat with the account she sent over.

As soon as he added her on WeChat.

She imdiately sent a few cute emojis.

A flying kiss, a shy face, and starry eyes.

Seeing this, Nathaniel Gallagher felt his gloom instantly vanish.

She still misses him.

She must be reluctant to part with him.

Actually, as long as they could keep in touch, he was already very happy.

"Did you miss ?"

"Mm."

"I’ll be visiting Northwood the day after tomorrow, I’ll co see you if I have ti."

"Okay."

"How’ve you been lately? Is Northwood treating you well?"

"It’s pretty good."

"That’s good. Take care of yourself. If you encounter any difficulties or problems, feel free to reach out to anyti."

"Hehe, okay!"

The two chatted warmly back and forth.

He couldn’t bear to not reply to any of her ssages.

Even more thrilling and unbearable than when they first fell in love.

At this mont, he wished he could fly to Northwood imdiately and hold her tightly in his arms.

These days apart, he couldn’t help but think of her constantly. Especially at night, he missed her so much that he couldn’t sleep.

...

At Northwood.

Waterside Clubhouse.

Josephine Thompson, after taking a bath, also went for a steam.

She walked out of the sauna.

And happened to see Evelyn Thorne in a bathrobe, jovially typing on her phone by the poolside lounger.

With a grin spreading from ear to ear over so text.

"Evelyn, what are you up to?"

Hearing the voice, Evelyn imdiately sat up, "Oh, nothing much, just chatting with a friend. Here’s your phone."

Josephine was taken aback.

She clearly rembered leaving her phone in the locker room, so how did it end up in Evelyn’s hands?

"Why is my phone with you?"

"Oh~ you accidentally left it in the locker room, so I picked it up for you."

"Oh, alright then."

"Co on, let’s hurry to the relaxation lounge; Grant the Dog is probably getting impatient."

"Mm-hmm."

After a short while.

The two of them left the locker room and headed for the relaxation lounge to find Julian Grant.

This was Northwood’s most upscale and largest spa clubhouse.

It not only had KTV, various types of saunas and massages, but also a seafood buffet, golf, billiards, bowling, a cinema, and so on.

As long as you had money, this was undoubtedly the best place for relaxation and leisure.

Evelyn Thorne sent him a ssage: "Grant the Dog, where are you?"

Julian Grant replied: "I’m in the billiards area."

"Thompson, Julian is in the billiard area; let’s go find him there."

"Alright."

Once they reached the billiards area.

Julian Grant was holding a cue stick, deeply invested in the ga.

Seeing this, Evelyn imdiately teased, "Grant the Dog, your skills are getting worse and worse."

"Clatter!" Julian Grant threw the cue down and walked over to Josephine Thompson.

"Josephine, are you hungry? Want to get sothing to eat?"

"Sure!"

Evelyn angrily punched Julian Grant on the shoulder, "Hmph~ why didn’t you ask if I’m hungry?"

Julian rolled his eyes at her, "Do I really need to ask you? When you’re hungry, you shout louder than anyone else."

"Who are you calling loud?"

"Bang bang—"

A barrage of playful punches.

"I warn you, don’t lay a hand on ."

"I’ll do as I please!" Evelyn excitedly hamred away, bouncing around.

"Can you be quiet for a second? Stop making such a fuss?" Julian Grant was getting a bit impatient, almost wishing he could kick her into The Aethelian Ocean.

If he wasn’t with Josephine Thompson, he wouldn’t even want to look at her.

Josephine could only try to diate, "Alright, stop it, let’s go get sothing to eat!"

"Alright."

The three of them headed for the buffet area.

Julian casually put an arm around Josephine Thompson’s shoulder, "Josephine, I’ll sit next to you."

Evelyn suddenly bumped him off, "Move aside, I want to sit next to Ms. Thompson."

Then, she plopped down confidently next to Josephine.

Julian could only roll his eyes repeatedly, sitting across from them with a resigned expression.

"Ms. Thompson, what do you want to eat? I’d like to have so teppanyaki."

"Anything is fine."

The three helped themselves to so of the buffet options, ordered so limited edition seafood, and so high-end items beyond the buffet choices.

Nathaniel Gallagher sent another ssage:

[Why aren’t you replying anymore?]

Evelyn glanced at her phone, grinning cunningly: [I want to see what you’re doing now]

Nathaniel: [I’m at the hotel in the casino area, about to shower and sleep]

Evelyn snickered: [Could you send so photos? I miss you]

Seeing the ssage, Nathaniel Gallagher felt a warmth surge through him, quickly turning into a simring heat all around.

He imdiately grabbed his phone and adjusted for the most flattering angle and lighting.

"Snap snap—"

He took several selfies in front of the full-length mirror.

Then, he selected the ones he thought looked best and sent them over.

"Whiz whiz—"

Evelyn heard the phone vibrate and eagerly picked it up.

As expected, he sent over a few extrely handso selfies.

Opening the photos.

Nathaniel Gallagher was standing in a bathrobe before the mirror.

The collar was deliberately half-open, exposing a glimpse of his collarbone and chest muscles.

With a bursting aura of masculinity, and a strikingly cold and sharp face.

Evelyn was taken aback by the sight, almost getting a nosebleed, feeling a sheer delight, "Wow, so handso, so manly! He’s such a catch, I must get him."

Seeing Evelyn utterly chard.

Josephine Thompson unconsciously leaned over, "Evelyn, what are you looking at?"

Evelyn hurriedly held the phone down, "Uh—nothing, nothing at all!"

[Could you take off your clothes and send another one]

"..." Nathaniel Gallagher was stunned upon receiving the ssage.

He sensed that sothing wasn’t right!

Josephine Thompson was very conservative and reserved.

She would never be this forward or passionate, let alone... actively ask to see ’those kinds of photos’.

After a mont.

Nathaniel Gallagher directly initiated a video call.

Seeing this, Evelyn promptly hung up the video.

[I’m outside right now, not convenient for videos]

[Is this Josephine?]

[Why would you ask that?]

Evelyn noticed his suspicion, her eyes darting around, and imdiately opened her phone cara, "Ms. Thompson, let’s take a selfie to rember the mont."

Josephine was eating and absently replied, "Sure."

Then, she leaned over a bit.

Evelyn held up the phone, striking a pose, and snapped a few selfies.

"Let see."

"Don’t look, I’ll edit and send it to you later."

Evelyn quickly returned to her seat, edited the picture, cropping herself out.

Then, she sent Josephine’s picture over to Nathaniel Gallagher.

"Do I look good?"