Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young-Chapter 228: Don’t Worry, I’ll Take Responsibility

Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Don’t Worry, I’ll Take Responsibility

His kisses were delicate and gentle yet forceful.

"Josephine, I love you, relax... don’t be scared..."

Josephine Thompson felt as if she was falling into a whirlpool, her consciousness flickering in and out, dreamlike yet not a dream.

"No..."

She wanted to resist, but she had no strength at all.

Everything was hazy.

It seemed like it was Nathaniel Gallagher on top of her.

But upon a closer look, it was Julian Grant.

"Don’t do this!"

She screamed in terror.

Wanted to push the person off of her completely.

But it was too late.

He didn’t give her a chance to resist or fear.

Suddenly and unexpectedly...

"Mmm..."

Her cries for help were swallowed up.

Julian Grant pulled the blanket over them, covering them completely.

The enclosed darkness.

Made the senses swirl in a tempest.

"Julian... Julian..."

"Yes, what’s wrong? I’m here... I’m here."

Julian Grant responded to her panic while fiercely and dominantly pulling her into the whirlpool.

...

An hour later.

Josephine Thompson was tired and groggy, her mind blank yet remarkably clear.

She... she and Julian Grant...

Finally broke through the barriers and became thoroughly entwined.

For a moment.

She couldn’t even tell whether she was with Nathaniel Gallagher or Julian Grant.

Because...

They both were so skilled and experienced.

Even some characteristics seemed so similar.

The only difference was.

Julian Grant wasn’t as harsh as Nathaniel Gallagher, nor as domineering.

Of course, it might have been because it was their first time, and he deliberately restrained himself. After all, Nathaniel Gallagher was also particularly gentle and gentlemanly at first when with her.

The further it went, the more unrestrained and terrifying he became.

The last time concluded.

Looking at her in a daze, Julian Grant smiled and held her, "What’s wrong? Does it hurt?"

Josephine Thompson just stared blankly at him, unable to utter a word.

"Don’t worry, I will take responsibility."

"..." Josephine Thompson was speechless and felt weak all over.

She wasn’t ready to be with him yet.

Now, they suddenly and unexpectedly had been together.

She was thrown off balance and didn’t know how to handle it.

Julian Grant smiled and kissed her forehead, "After I’m discharged, we’ll get the marriage license."

"..." Josephine Thompson remained silent.

"Are you tired? Go to sleep!"

Josephine Thompson didn’t respond, just rested softly in his arm.

A sense of fatigue washed over her.

Before long, she unknowingly fell asleep.

This feeling.

It was like when she and Nathaniel Gallagher had just married.

It’s a pity though...

She and Nathaniel Gallagher didn’t make it to the end.

Some things are too unbearable to dwell on.

The more she thought about them, the more sorrowful she felt.

She could only close off all memories.

Don’t think, don’t ponder, don’t look.

...

The next day.

Josephine Thompson awoke groggily, her fever had subsided.

She stretched her aching limbs and opened her eyes.

In the bed.

She was already alone.

"Hmm~, where did he go?"

She got up and looked around the hospital room.

Julian Grant was nowhere to be found.

Josephine Thompson’s heart tightened, she threw off the covers and got out of bed.

"Julian..."

He wasn’t in the hospital room.

She searched the bathroom as well, but he wasn’t there.

"... Did he... did he just leave like that?"

Josephine Thompson felt a chill overcome her heart.

He really was gone.

It seemed, staying with him for so long was indeed only due to his obsession.

After he had her.

He left without a word.

"Hah~, perhaps it’s for the best, for the best indeed!"

After coming to her senses, Josephine Thompson felt a strong soreness in her nose, yet she couldn’t shed a tear.

"Forget it, this is precisely the result I was hoping for!"

Josephine Thompson combed her hair from her forehead, prepared to freshen up and leave the hospital.

On the other side of the corridor.

Julian Grant was on the phone.

"Mom, I’ve already made myself clear, I want to marry Josephine."

"If you want me to marry Evelyn Thorne, you might as well kill me!"

On the other end!

Mrs. Grant’s roar was relentless, "How dare you!"

"Where have you run off to now? Get back home immediately."

"Your dad is returning to Caldwen tonight, if he doesn’t see you, you know his temper and the consequences!"

"I don’t care where you are now, come home immediately..."

Julian Grant frowned, his eardrums aching from the yelling.

He moved the phone away from his ear, his face full of irritation, "Anyway, I’ve already informed you."

"Whether you agree or not, I’m determined to marry Josephine."

"Determined? Julian Grant, how dare you, are you growing a spine?" Mrs. Grant’s fury almost pierced the receiver.

"What kind of background does Josephine Thompson have? She’s divorced, has had kids. Who was her ex-husband? Someone from the gambling industry and shady dealings, how clean could she be? She’s covered in indelible stains! You marrying her, do you want to turn The Grant Family into a laughing stock in Caldwen?"

Julian Grant pressed his fingertips to his forehead, unwilling to argue further with his mother!

"Say whatever you want, but I’m marrying Josephine!"

Mrs. Grant’s voice trembled with anger, "Has your brain turned to mush? You refuse a girl as fine as Evelyn for a disgrace?"

"The Thornton Family is our equal, it would better secure your footing in the company. Marrying her is the right path!"

"The right path? Exchanging my marriage for benefits, is that your so-called right path?" Julian Grant chuckled derisively, "Mom, I’ll say it one last time, I love Josephine Thompson, and I’ll only marry her in this life."

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end, then Mrs. Grant coldly replied, with a hint of threat, "Fine, you’re set on protecting her, huh? Then don’t bother recognizing me as your mother!"

"Your dad’s returning tonight, and when he hears of your nonsense, see if he won’t break your legs!"

"Rest assured, I won’t go back." Julian Grant said firmly.

"Are you trying to drive me to my grave?"

"That’s not what I mean, but if you truly oppose me being with Josephine, then I won’t go home."

With that, he hung up the phone, slipped it into his pocket, and turned towards the hospital room.

...

Inside the hospital room.

After Josephine Thompson finished washing up.

She quietly gathered the scattered belongings and items left behind.

As she packed.

She couldn’t help but silently shed tears.

Her heart ached so much she could barely breathe.

He just left without a word.

Why did he have to humiliate her like this, hurt her like this?

He could have easily said goodbye and left proudly.

With her temperament, she would never cling on and make a scene.

What a pity...

He just had to leave in this manner.

Almost finished packing.

Her gaze fell upon the rabbit sugar figure he bought for her at the night market.

Because of the fight.

The rabbit had been deformed, and was stained with his blood.

But she still couldn’t bear to throw it away, carrying it to the hospital all the time.

Now looking at this rabbit.

Her emotions instantly lost control, tears falling uncontrollably.

"Pata!"—a sound.

She threw the rabbit into the trash bin.

Just as she threw it!

Julian Grant happened to return, looking astonished, "Why did you throw it away?"

Josephine Thompson’s shoulders had been trembling violently, tears in her eyes.

Suddenly hearing Julian Grant’s voice.

She was startled.

She turned around to look.

Julian Grant stood at the door, looking at her with confusion.

"Uh...what’s wrong? Why are you crying?"

Josephine stared at him in shock, tears falling even harder.

"Didn’t you leave? Why did you come back?"

Julian Grant was confused, hurriedly stepping forward to hold her, "Where would I go? I just went out to make a call."

"Why are you crying?"

After asking.

Julian Grant’s mind spun, and he instantly understood.

"Haha~, did you just think that I left or something?"

Josephine wiped her tears fiercely, turning her back to him, not looking at him.

She really thought he had gone just now.

Julian Grant chuckled, hugging her from behind, "Haha~, were you afraid I left, so you cried?"

That’s great!

She has already started to rely on him!

In other words, she has already begun to love him.

Josephine’s nose felt sore, unable to hold back tears, "No!"

"Hmm, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I saw you were sleeping deeply, didn’t want to disturb you, so I went out to make a call."

"Aiyo, you cried until my heart hurts."

Josephine: "You’re crazy, get away."

Julian Grant: "Where do you want me to go? My wife is here, where else would I go?"

After speaking.

He carefully wiped her tears.

Then, he bent down to retrieve the rabbit sugar figure from the trash bin.

"This sugar figure was brought to the hospital with great difficulty. Why was it thrown away?"

"...I don’t want it anymore, just throw it away." Josephine turned her face, still crying a little, but her tears quietly subsided a bit.

Julian Grant held the sugar figure, his fingertips brushing past the solidified dark red blood stains, suddenly laughing, "It’s stained with both of our blood, so it must not be thrown away."

He held the sugar figure in front of her, his gaze like stars, "This is the evidence of our ’hardship together’, our token of affection, you should keep it well. When we grow old, we can laugh about how you cried over it."

"Who cried!" Josephine reached out to swat away the sugar figure, but he caught her wrist along the way.

He held her hand against the sugar figure, the warmth from his palm transferring through the deformed candy coating.

"No more crying, okay?"

"Later I’ll buy you ten or eight perfect ones, I’ll keep this dirty one for now, as a treasure hidden away."

While speaking, he really pulled out a clean tissue from his pocket.

Carefully wrapped the sugar figure, stuffing it into his inner pocket.

Josephine looked at his earnest expression, her grievances suddenly deflating, leaving only some minor awkwardness.

Julian Grant smiled dotingly, his nose rubbing her cheek, "Can I understand this as you forgiving me for leaving without saying goodbye just now?"

"..." Josephine couldn’t help but break into a smile.

So embarrassing!

She actually thought he left and couldn’t help crying.

Now he has the funny handle to tease her.

"Where did you just go?"

"Didn’t I tell you earlier, went to make a call."

Josephine froze again, "...Was the call with your family?"

Julian Grant’s expression changed slightly, he laughed awkwardly, "No, just an ordinary friend."

"Have you packed everything? If so, let’s handle the discharge procedures today!"

Josephine frowned, "But your injury isn’t healed!"

"Haha~, it’s no problem now, wasn’t last night the best proof?"

Josephine’s cheeks reddened, recalling last night, feeling even more uneasy all over.

Julian Grant watched her reddening ears, laughing softly, his fingertips lightly brushed her cheek, "Teasing you, the doctor came to check this morning and said I’m recovering well, just rest at home. Staying in the hospital all the time makes the air bad."

He said, naturally taking the small bundle from her hands, "I’ll pack, you go sit on the bed, don’t tire yourself."

"Let’s prepare quickly, let’s see if the map really hides treasure?"

Josephine stared at his injured arm, speaking with concern: "But you can’t exert yourself, let me do it."

"It’s okay, almost packed up."

"Are you sure you’re okay? I’m still a little worried!"

"If there were issues, I wouldn’t joke about my own health."

"By the way, we need to prepare more medication. And find a more professional medical team to go with us."

Josephine thought about it, nodding.

Anyway...

Preparation takes time too.

By the time preparations are done, his body should be healed too.

"Alright, I’ll go handle the discharge procedures then."

"Yeah, go ahead."

Josephine said no more, picked up her bag and phone, and went to the hospital front desk to handle discharge procedures.

Julian Grant stayed in the room, continuing to pack luggage.

...

A while later.

Josephine arrived at the front desk.

Ready to process the paperwork.

Suddenly, she saw two strange men walking towards her.

Josephine’s heart skipped, hurriedly moving towards the crowd and security.

Meanwhile.

Her hand clenched the taser in the bag, just in case.

The two men saw, glancing around, not daring to act.

They exchanged glances, pretended to be patients, and casually went to different departments.

Josephine secretly breathed a sigh of relief, continued handling paperwork.

Her back was suddenly blocked.

"Ah..." she exclaimed in shock, pulling out the taser, ready to retaliate.

Thankfully Julian Grant reacted swiftly, immediately stepping back to avoid it.

Not getting electrocuted.

"It’s me."

Seeing it was Julian Grant, Josephine’s heart raced, and she hurriedly jumped into his arms.

"I just saw two strange men, they seem like killers again."

Julian Grant heard this and immediately looked around cautiously, "Come with me."

He just said he was worried.

So, when she went to handle discharge, he followed right after.

"Where to? Paperwork isn’t done!"

"No need, we’ll just leave!"

"Oh, okay!"

Josephine stuck close to Julian Grant, hurriedly left through the hospital side exit.

As expected.

As soon as they left the hospital!

The two strangers immediately followed them out from different directions...

Reached the parking lot.

Julian Grant unlocked the SUV, opened the car door, "Get in."

Josephine’s mind panicked, "Julian, should we call the police now?"

"No need, if they’re not criminals, police involvement will be more trouble!" Julian Grant explained while starting the car.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The car roared out of the parking spot.

"If they’re not criminals, then why are they following us?"

Julian Grant looked solemn, "Doesn’t matter what they’re doing, just lose them."