Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 403: She Should Have Died Long Ago—Why Did She Come

Nancy Allen had no idea about the follow-up events in the hospital.

As for Marsh Smith, she completely didn’t care and didn’t want to bother.

She was solely focused on leaving.

On the second day after Nancy returned to the Imperial Garden, the doctor sent her the examination report of Julius Shaw.

Looking at the report, which stated suspected schizophrenia with severe antisocial violent tendencies.

Nancy’s hand holding the phone shook slightly; although she already knew Julius Shaw had ntal issues, seeing the definitive diagnosis still made her heart tighten.

Julius Shaw was truly ill; perhaps what he had done to her was just because he didn’t know what to do.

Nancy shook her head, dismissing the sympathy from her mind.

She couldn’t afford to be soft-hearted. In her current situation, she had no right to pity others.

Everything was ready; she could find a chance to leave.

In the Imperial Garden, Nancy hardly had the opportunity to go out alone. It wasn’t that she was tightly guarded, but rather her health was too poor for anyone to feel comfortable letting her go out alone.

This made it very difficult for Nancy to find an opportunity to leave by herself.

While browsing the news on her computer and thinking about leaving, a webpage suddenly popped up.

Nancy’s eyes flickered, recalling that during her ntal breakdown, similar situations had occurred, but she couldn’t explain them at the ti, nor could the Imperial Garden find anything out.

Opening the webpage, the post was filled with disgraceful comnts about her.

"Young Mrs. Shaw is promiscuous, two-timing."

"One mont she wants Young Master Shaw to die with her, the next she has Young Master Shaw fighting for her."

"Gentlen, look at this vixen you all adore, managing to balance between two n, and I’ve heard she has a child; who knows whose it might be..."

The comnts grew increasingly vile.

The things Marsh Smith said in the hospital were backed with evidence, making the comnts even harsher this ti.

Nancy’s face turned pale for a mont but quickly returned to normal.

In fact, what was said in the post wasn’t wrong; she wasn’t a good person in the first place.

Seeing these comnts only embarrassed her for a mont, then she realized this could be a good opportunity to leave.

The webpage hadn’t been opened by her; it popped up automatically, clearly showing that a hacker intentionally wanted her to see these.

Nancy’s fingers swiftly tapped on the keyboard.

Except for Anna, nobody knew Nancy was an exceptionally skilled hacker, nor were they aware of her capabilities.

The pop-up webpage was like soone dangling their tail in front of Nancy, waiting for her to grab it.

And she did grab it, tracing the source and discovering the other party’s IP address, even infiltrating their computer without a trace.

In thirty seconds, it was enough ti for Nancy to discover who was behind the mischief.

It was indeed soone Nancy hadn’t expected.

It was Clent, one of Godfery Shaw’s trusted aides.

The tech personnel at the Imperial Garden.

Nancy didn’t have a deep impression of that person, not understanding why he would do such a thing.

No matter the reason, he clearly didn’t have good intentions toward her.

If she hadn’t been in a lucid state now, if she had seen this post in her previous dazed condition, she would have been stimulated, possibly leading to a confrontation with Julius Shaw and both getting hurt.

Since the other party held malicious intent against her, there was no bla on her for striking back.

Using his hand, she would leave the Imperial Garden.

Nancy continued typing on the keyboard, turning her silent infiltration into a blatant intrusion, letting Clent know that soone had figured out what he did.

Letting the other party know that they couldn’t delay their plans, urging them to act quickly.

At this ti, outside the Imperial Garden, Clent noticed his computer suddenly showing gibberish and his expression changed, wondering who was attacking his computer.

Clent quickly countered but to no avail, the other party provocatively browsing through his computer, then disappearing without a trace.

No matter how Clent tried to trace, there was no sign at all.

Who on earth was it?

Clent never considered it could be Nancy, first, because he thought Nancy wasn’t capable, and second, because Nancy still appeared dazed and abnormal.

His expression grew serious.

This person attacking his computer knew what he had just done.

This person might even know his secret...

Clent removed the dull black coat, took off the black-frad glasses, unwrapped the binding around his chest, and took out a pink dress from the wardrobe, putting it on and twirling in front of the mirror.

What seed like a shy bookworm was, in fact, a woman.

She admired her appearance in the mirror, smiling slightly, young and beautiful.

The next mont, Clent suddenly smashed the mirror, no matter how beautiful, not as beautiful as that woman!

Five years ago, she should have died, and if she had died, she shouldn’t have returned!

In these five years, Young Master Shaw was fine, and as long as there were no won around him, she was the closest woman to Young Master Shaw. Just watching from afar, she felt very happy.

Why did Nancy have to co back!

She’s a jinx; what has her return brought?

It caused Young Master Shaw pain, caused Young Master Shaw distress, and now it’s even causing Young Master Shaw to lose control.

It’s all because of this woman!

It’s good she’s sick! It’s best she dies from the illness!

Once she leaves, everything will be fine!

Once she’s gone, Young Master Shaw will co back!

Clent angrily talked to himself, then gazed obsessively at a photo on the wall.

The photo showed Godfery Shaw and Nancy by a swing chair, but Nancy’s half had been cut off, leaving only Godfery’s gentle doting.

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That night, Clent returned to the Imperial Garden.

Last ti, under Basil Smith’s arrangent, the Imperial Garden had temporarily expelled many people, saying that too many people were not conducive to Nancy’s recovery.

Clent was among those temporarily let go.

When Clent appeared, the security guard outside the Imperial Garden was puzzled and asked, "Jacob, it’s so late; why are you back? Is there sothing up?"

Clent shyly replied, "It’s nothing, just that I left so equipnt at the Imperial Garden, and I need it now, so I ca by temporarily."

The guard looked troubled.

In a small voice, Clent pleaded, "Reed, Basil Smith told us not to disturb Young Madam, and I’ve co back specifically after dark. Don’t worry, I’ll just grab so things and leave quickly without disturbing her."

Hearing Clent’s explanation, the guard nodded in agreent.

Clent was, like them, a trusted aide of Young Master Shaw, just coming back to get so things; there was no reason to refuse entry.

Clent thanked them and quickly entered the Imperial Garden.

She didn’t enter the Imperial Garden Villa but went to a basent behind.

With the hoodie covering her head, she took out a mask to wear, exposing only her eyes.

Currently, most of the people at the Imperial Garden had temporarily left, so there was no guard outside the basent, where two won with fearful expressions were confined.

They were the Capital City socialites who had released the cat at Emma Lewis and Basil Smith’s wedding, intending to harm Nancy.