Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 287: Heaven Played a Trick on Her

As expected, a drunk Godfery Shaw turns into a little puppy, obediently calling the na Hailey Smith taught him.

Nancy Allen doesn’t particularly like little puppies; she enjoys more the contrast between Godfery Shaw’s usual serious deanor and his sudden transformation into a little puppy.

Even when Godfery Shaw is drunk, he can appear completely unfazed to outsiders, never revealing the slightest hint of inebriation.

Only in front of Nancy does he let his guard down, showing no disguise.

Nancy finds this side of Godfery quite amusing and leans in to whisper in his ear, simply asking him to relax and breathe normally: "Godfery Shaw, when did you start liking Nancy Allen?"

It’s a question Nancy has always been curious about. She and Godfery began with an arranged marriage, and they didn’t interact much afterwards. When did Godfery co to like her, and how did it grow to the point of being willing to die with her?

It’s said that drunken words speak the truth, so both siblings had a fleeting thought: take advantage of Godfery’s drunkenness to ask sothing.

Godfery leaned in to kiss Nancy’s cheek and softly said, "The first eting."

Nancy blushed, feeling the sensation on her cheek, and felt Godfery was much bolder when drunk.

This person liked her at first sight? Nancy thought about the day she entered the Imperial Garden through an arranged marriage; she was causing a ruckus and couldn’t rember doing anything worthy of Godfery’s affection.

So Nancy asked again, "What do you like about Nancy Allen?"

"I like her innocence and kindness; she saved ."

Nancy’s smile froze on her face; she felt that the person Godfery was talking about didn’t seem to be her.

The first ti she t Godfery, in this life or the last life, was on the day of the arranged marriage.

Before this, she had no contact with Godfery, let alone saving him.

She had saved soone, but it was Marsh Smith she rescued.

As for innocence and kindness, since she t Godfery, she never considered herself innocent or kind.

In her past life, after the arranged marriage, she was deceived and used, wanting only a divorce from Godfery, and had been in a quarrel with him for years.

In this new life, she was focused on revenge. Godfery had witnessed her madness and ruthlessness; how could she be described as innocent and kind?

Nancy suddenly turned pale.

The person Godfery talked about really didn’t seem like her...

Nancy asked with a trembling voice, "Where did Nancy save you?"

Godfery answered honestly, "In the little black room, the demon’s cage."

The young Godfery felt hopeless in that little black room, despairing at the world and everyone around him. It was a demon’s cage, killing the once naïve Godfery and all his hopes.

It was Nancy’s appearance that gave Godfery a glimr of light, restoring his will to live.

However, upon hearing the answer, Nancy’s face turned pale as a sheet.

She didn’t know about any little black room cage, and she never saved Godfery.

In her mind, she had an unbelievable conclusion. Godfery mistook her for soone else.

Was it because of this misunderstanding he catered to her every whim, willing to die with her?

If so, none of it was really hers?

If Godfery were sober now, he would certainly explain everything clearly to Nancy.

But unfortunately, Godfery was drunk and whispered against Nancy’s face, "Nancy, I love you."

Listening to these words, tears suddenly fell from the corners of Nancy’s eyes.

She felt as if Heaven had played its grandest joke on her.

When she thought everything was settled and a new beginning was possible, she suddenly realized everything was a mistake, and Godfery simply mistook her for soone else.

Nancy is not one to cry, yet tears fell like broken strings, continuously dropping.

Perhaps she was too sad, her inner emotions fluctuating too intensely, and her vision gradually cleared.

She saw Godfery beside her clearly.

Godfery had fallen asleep, a smile on his face, indicating he had been quite happy lately.

Nancy gently pushed Godfery aside. In his sleep, he instinctively held on tighter, so Nancy placed a pillow beside him, and Godfery continued to sleep peacefully.

Nancy got out of bed, looking at the peacefully sleeping Godfery, squatting down with a heavy heart, covering her chest.

This was her retribution.

Soone who had made such mistakes didn’t deserve happiness.

The seemingly perfect happiness was just Heaven playing a joke on her.

Nancy took a deep look at Godfery, got dressed, and left the room.

She quietly left the Allen Villa, wandering aimlessly in the Capital City.

The bright lights and bustling city, the laughter and cheers of people.

None of it belonged to her.

Nancy walked past the entrance of a bar.

Two or three drunk young n were at the entrance, one whistled at Nancy and blocked her path.

"Where is this pretty lady going? With such captivating looks, walking at night alone is dangerous. How about you co and have a drink on ?"

"Don’t go, do you know who I am? Don’t disrespect ."

"Stop her; don’t let her leave."

Several semi-drunk young n, taking advantage of the darkness under the moonlight, stopped Nancy.

Nancy’s eyes were full of coldness; she suddenly smiled, "You want to buy a drink?"

The n were montarily captivated by Nancy’s smile and quickly responded, "Yeah, anything you want to drink, it’s on us."

Nancy’s smile grew wider, speaking in a husky tone, "Alright."

Nancy was led by a few n into the bar, where n and won twisted their waists in the dance floor, swinging freely under the influence of alcohol.

Everywhere was laughter, flirting, and romance.

Nancy felt like these were illusions of her and Godfery’s relationship, a mirage, all fake.

Nancy was led to a private room.

There were already several n and won in the room; their eyes lit up when they saw Nancy.

"Mr. King, where did you find this beauty? I’ve taken a liking to her. How about I exchange two won with you?"

"No way, I saw her first."

"Mr. King, how about this? I’ll agree to the business you ntioned last ti, just give this beauty."

"Are you serious?"

"Seriously."

They seed to have already regarded Nancy as a belonging, sothing to be traded.

Nancy sat on the sofa like nothing was wrong and picked up a beer, drinking a few sips.

The people in the room laughed out loud when they saw this.

"The da is sensible."

"Co, sit on my lap and pour a drink. Later, whatever you like, it’s yours."

The woman beside that man imdiately cooed, "Boss Reed, you’re biased. I wanted a bag before, and you refused."

The one referred to as Boss Reed was the sa one who previously suggested a business deal for Nancy. Hearing this, he pushed the woman aside, "Get lost, what do you think you are? Don’t you know your place?"

Then he beckoned to Nancy.

The woman glared at Nancy and made way.

Everyone in the room watched Nancy with laughter.

Nancy carried the beer bottle and walked toward him.

Amid the mocking laughter of the crowd, she raised the beer bottle and smashed it on the man’s head.

"Bang."

The beer mixed with blood, imdiately silencing the room.