Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 280: For Every Harm You Cause Her, I Will Repay You

Godfery Shaw looked at Webb as if looking at a fool, and said coldly, "Webb, do you think I’m still that ignorant, powerless child who couldn’t fight back?"

Godfery Shaw called Webb by na, and Webb’s crying halted.

Godfery Shaw’s tone was cold and violently aggressive, "Helpless, are you? What I saw was undisguised delight. Whether or not those children were chosen, you would receive significant compensation. Unfortunately, I overheard your conversation with your husband. A child who was never by your side has no feelings attached, and exchanging it for a large profit is quite a bargain. After all, you’re still young; you can always have another child later."

Webb’s face completely changed.

She always thought Godfery Shaw knew nothing, and even if he beca a monster, he was still polite to her over the years.

Godfery Shaw continued, "Did you know? The first thing I did when I returned all those years ago was poison you and your husband, making you infertile forever. Such an evil gene shouldn’t be passed on."

Webb pointed at Godfery Shaw in horror, shouting, "It was you... you poisoned us. Oh my God, you were just ten years old back then. How dare you do such a thing!"

Godfery Shaw laid Nancy Allen down and walked over to Webb, crouching beside her and whispering, "How did I dare? I died over ten years ago, didn’t you say it so many tis? I’m a monster!"

This monster seed ready to pounce the next mont, to bite everyone around to death.

Webb sat on the ground, scrambling backward with her hands and feet, completely terrified.

Godfery Shaw grabbed Webb’s neck.

Webb was so scared that her soul nearly left her body; she hoped to find so trace of motherly affection in his eyes, but she was disappointed. There was no motherly affection, not even the emotions of a human being.

Godfery Shaw’s hand began to exert force, his tone icy cold, "You hurt her a little, and I’ll repay it tenfold."

The suffocating feeling terrified Webb. She desperately tried to shake her head; she hadn’t hurt that woman at all.

Clearly, it was that woman who slapped her!

Yet Godfery Shaw had no intention of listening to explanations. Nancy Allen hard her vocal cords while speaking, hence Webb was at fault!

Webb’s vision began to go blank. She was truly scared. A person who dared to poison them at ten years old was soone she thought she had weight within Godfery Shaw’s heart all these years. She thought she was always using her to threaten Godfery Shaw.

Now, between life and death, Webb figured it out. The Shaw family could threaten Godfery Shaw not because of her, but because Godfery Shaw had not grown strong enough, lacking the ans to deal with the Shaw family.

They thought they controlled Godfery Shaw, but in reality, Godfery Shaw was sharpening his knife, waiting for the day it was sharp enough to act.

Webb thought she was going to die, but from the corner of her eye, she saw the woman on the sofa approaching.

Nancy Allen groped her way towards Godfery Shaw.

Her vision was blurred; she couldn’t see anything clearly, only barely make out where Godfery Shaw was, not even knowing what he was doing.

She moved towards Godfery Shaw, touching his back, and then gently leaned against him.

The chill on Godfery Shaw paused, and he released Webb’s neck.

He didn’t turn around, as if feeling that he was too filthy at the mont, unworthy of touching her.

Webb breathed deeply, then tightly covered her mouth, not daring to cough, afraid of attracting the demon’s attention.

She retreated little by little to the door, opened it, and was about to flee.

She ran out the door, hearing Godfery Shaw’s cold voice co from behind, "Don’t appear in front of Nancy Allen again."

The light words had no ntioned consequences, nor did it sound like a threat, but Webb’s scalp tingled.

She wouldn’t co again; never would she co again!

Webb quickly left.

Godfery Shaw didn’t turn around, lowered his voice, and said to Nancy Allen, "You rest a bit. The doctor will be here soon, and I’ll go make dinner first."

Nancy Allen couldn’t see, only feeling that Godfery Shaw’s aura was sowhat strange, but with her vision impaired, there was nothing she could do to help. She slowly retreated to the sofa and sat down.

Godfery Shaw quickly went to the kitchen.

Soon the sound of food hitting the pan ca from the kitchen. Knowing Nancy Allen’s throat was hurt, Godfery Shaw made all the food light and soft.

As if everything was normal.

The porridge wasn’t done yet when the doorbell rang. Godfery Shaw, still in his apron, went to answer the door.

Opening the door, the elderly man looked at Godfery Shaw in shock, "Shaw, you’re... cooking?"

Godfery Shaw didn’t respond, coldly saying, "See her first."

This elderly man was a retired professor from the Capital City’s best hospital. It’s said his ancestors were Imperial Physicians, known for his excellent dical skills, and his appointnt slots were snatched up imdiately when he was in practice.

A few years ago, Godfery Shaw sought Ian Bailey due to issues with his dual personality.

In coming and going, the two beca quite close despite the age difference.

Godfery Shaw understood Nancy Allen’s physical condition also because he previously had Ian Bailey examine her.

Ian Bailey softly said, "I told you before, her stress-induced blindness can’t be treated. Calling over again is useless."

Godfery Shaw shook his head, "It’s not that issue; it’s her torn throat."

Even with Ian Bailey there, he didn’t detect Godfery Shaw’s secondary personality this ti.

Perhaps because the appearance wasn’t forced, it was agreed upon between the two personalities. Godfery Shaw didn’t resist, and the secondary character seed to hold onto a bit more rationality.

Ian Bailey frowned, walked to Nancy Allen, kindly said, "Young lady, I’m here again. How co you’re hurt again? Open your mouth, let see."

Nancy Allen cooperatively opened her mouth.

Ian Bailey examined her carefully, unsatisfied, said, "If you nurture your vocal cords properly, speech should recover within three to five months. Getting injured like this every other day, do you plan to be mute forever?"

Nancy Allen hung her head, a look of guilt on her face.

She knew hearing these words would upset Godfery Shaw.

Ian Bailey prescribed so dicine and reminded her to take it on ti. Noticing the tense atmosphere, he didn’t ntion staying for a al.

Godfery Shaw escorted the elderly man to the door. Ian Bailey whispered a word of caution, "Don’t just focus on her. Think about yourself too. Judging by your appearance, the insomnia dication seems futile."

Godfery Shaw quietly replied, "I’ll find ti to visit you."

Ian Bailey sighed and left.

Godfery Shaw went to the kitchen, bringing out the nearly finished porridge. Because Nancy Allen’s throat was injured, she couldn’t eat hot food. Cooling it with cold water, he served the lukewarm food to the table.

Nancy Allen expected to face questions or bla from Godfery Shaw.

Yet, the atmosphere at the table was strange; Godfery Shaw kept a certain distance from her, never getting close.

Even until after dinner, when it was ti to rest, Godfery Shaw stayed distant.

Nancy Allen felt sothing amiss.