After reading the ssage.
Nathaniel Gallagher felt both amused and incredulous.
She used to be so shy and reserved.
Even after four years of marriage, she would still get very shy seeing him without clothes.
But now...
Nathaniel stifled a laugh and sent her a voice ssage:
[Little rascal, you’ve learned to be naughty now, huh]
Right after that.
There was a voice ssage from the other side as well:
[I just wanted to take a look]
Hearing that, Nathaniel felt his heart flutter more.
[Be good, don’t make a fuss. Wait until I get to Northwood, I’ll show you in person]
After sending the ssage.
Nathaniel sat on the leather swivel chair.
Looking at the luxurious scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
He fell into contemplation and conflict.
"Eleanor and Josephine... is it possible for them to coexist peacefully?"
Although Audenburg is not large, it is the city most densely populated with billionaires. The entire city is filled with indulgence and nightlife.
Let alone soone as wealthy as him.
Even ordinary n often lead lives of having a family outside their own.
He realized that he couldn’t let go of either of them.
If Josephine Thompson decides to settle in Northwood in the future, it’s good for him too; he can visit her in Northwood often.
However, he couldn’t be too hasty right now; he needs Eleanor Churchill to slowly begin to accept Josephine Thompson.
He could also assure her.
That he would definitely treat them equally, sharing his love fairly between the two of them.
Moreover, apart from the two of them, he would absolutely not find any other woman.
...
Over in Northwood.
After waking up, Josephine Thompson felt a bit drowsy.
Yesterday, she made a fuss till late, and it seems like she caught a bit of a fever.
"Achoo, achoo..."
Josephine sneezed a few tis, feeling a bit listless.
"Snap, snap!"
Evelyn Thorne kept secretly taking pictures of her.
Then, she tweaked the photos and pretended to send them to Nathaniel Gallagher.
Seeing Evelyn always with her phone pointed at her, Josephine Thompson frowned and asked, "Evelyn, what are you doing? Are you taking pictures of ?"
Because Evelyn Thorne and Julian Grant were childhood friends, and she’s also the heiress of a prominent family.
Naturally, Josephine Thompson considered her a friend and let her guard down.
Evelyn quickly put away her phone, pretending to ask with concern, "Oh no, I’m not, what’s wrong with you? Do you have a cold?"
Josephine Thompson nodded wearily, "Yeah, it seems like I caught a cold."
Upon hearing this, Julian Grant hurriedly touched her forehead, "Josephine, are you okay? Should we take you to the hospital?"
Josephine Thompson weakly shook her head, "No need, I’ll just take so cold dicine and sleep at ho, I should be fine."
"How can that be okay?"
"It’s nothing, maybe I caught a chill from the wind yesterday."
Julian Grant, hearing this, said nervously, "Then I’ll go down and buy so dicine for you!"
"No need, I’ll just have my assistant go and buy it."
"It’s not a bother, I’ll go buy it myself!" Julian Grant said, and imdiately put on a coat and went downstairs to get dicine.
Evelyn Thorne also showed concern, leaning over, "Josephine, are you alright?"
"Achoo, achoo..." Josephine Thompson couldn’t help but sneeze again.
"Evelyn, I caught a cold today, I really can’t entertain you guys. You and Julian are free to do as you please..."
Actually, she was issuing an eviction order.
Evelyn Thorne was too lively, it was really a bit much for her.
Evelyn chuckled, "No worries, no worries, you don’t have to mind us. Just head back to your room and rest well."
"What about food for you guys?"
"No problem, we can order takeout, or Julian and I can go downstairs to eat."
Hearing this, Josephine Thompson reluctantly agreed, "...Alright then."
"Then I won’t mind you guys, just treat it like your own ho, make yourselves comfortable."
"Mm-hmm, okay."
Josephine Thompson was feeling really uncomfortable, so she returned to her room to lie down and rest.
She originally wanted to go to the hospital to see her grandfather.
But now she had caught a cold, and it wouldn’t be good to infect her grandfather.
...
Twenty minutes later.
Josephine Thompson was on the verge of falling asleep.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Julian Grant gently knocked on the room door, "Josephine, I bought the dicine."
"Oh, co in, the door’s unlocked!"
"Click!"
Julian Grant gently pushed open the door, carrying various types of cold dicine in one hand and a glass of warm water in the other, "Co take your dicine."
"Wow! Why did you buy so much dicine?"
"I asked the doctor, they said these are the best ones."
Julian Grant said as he carefully unwrapped the dicine and handed it to her.
Josephine Thompson took the dicine and warm water and swallowed the pills.
"Thank you."
Julian Grant looked at her with concern, "You caught a chill, wrap yourself in a blanket and get a good sleep after taking the dicine."
"Mm-hmm, I’m too tired to entertain you guys, you and Evelyn can do as you please."
"Don’t worry about us, just rest well," Julian Grant said gently, tucking her in before leaving the room.
Josephine Thompson felt a warmth in her heart.
Although his outward appearance still seed playful, he felt that he had beco much more mature than he was four years ago.
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