Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 420: Nancy Allen, I Can Take Care of You

Chapter 420: Chapter 420: Nancy Allen, I Can Take Care of You

After closing the greenhouse, they returned to the Imperial Garden.

Nancy Allen looked a bit out of spirits.

Julius Shaw was also somewhat silent.

Inside the Imperial Garden.

Robert Reed was in the garden, watering the pumpkins planted for Nancy Allen. Seeing that Nancy returned looking unwell, he immediately asked, "What’s wrong?"

Nancy Allen whispered, "I had hot pot, my stomach isn’t feeling well."

Hearing this, Robert Reed’s face turned dark. He shouted at Julius Shaw, "Are you crazy? Taking her to eat hot pot, her health is so poor. Back at the Ink Manor, I specially consulted with a nutritionist and carefully prepared her food, but you take her to eat hot pot!"

Nancy Allen quickly pulled Robert Reed and explained, "Teacher, it’s not his fault. I wanted it. I ate the clear broth hot pot."

Upon hearing this, Robert Reed’s expression softened a little.

Julius Shaw, seeing Nancy uncomfortable, snapped out of his sunflower-induced melancholy and said nervously, "But how is it possible to feel uncomfortable? I personally arranged the broth and food, they’re definitely healthy."

Robert Reed, being older and more experienced, thought for a moment and said, "Maybe the broth was made with too many nutritious ingredients. Nancy’s body is very weak, and things that are too nourishing can be a burden on her stomach. If you don’t understand, learn more and don’t give her random things to eat."

Julius Shaw’s face turned pale from the criticism, but he didn’t get angry.

Who would have thought that Nancy could fall ill just from eating a little clear broth hot pot.

But Nancy really was sick.

Her unsettled mind and anorexia hadn’t completely healed. Her frail body fell ill just from a hot pot meal.

She didn’t vomit, but her stomach was constantly uncomfortable. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The doctor at the Imperial Garden was treating Nancy with medication.

The Imperial Garden had now hired an additional doctor to prevent sudden emergencies.

After all, Ian Bailey was mostly in Capital City, and Basil Smith was very busy.

Nancy’s condition required someone to specially look after her, and without a doctor around, it was unsettling.

After taking the prescribed medication, Nancy lay uncomfortably in bed.

Robert Reed looked around, not seeing Julius Shaw, and angrily said, "Where did that kid die off to? He made her sick and now doesn’t even bother to check on her?"

At this time, Julius Shaw was sitting alone in the study.

In his hands was a thick medical book.

He wasn’t trying to study medicine; he simply wanted to seriously understand what kind of illnesses required what kind of care.

He worried that he’d make mistakes again in the future, harming Nancy.

Beside him were several other thick medical books.

There were ones about mental illness, anorexia, congenital physical weakness care, and various other topics.

Julius Shaw suddenly became frustrated, as there were many words he didn’t recognize.

He did indeed inherit most of Godfery Shaw’s memories.

But Godfery Shaw’s knowledge, company management, and even literacy, these were only vague impressions for him, so he couldn’t do them.

If Godfery Shaw was a high mountain flower standing in the clouds, then Julius Shaw was a wolf cub raised on the mountain peak.

Julius Shaw became so angry that he directly threw the medical book.

After a while, he picked up the medical book, carefully putting it back. He planned to use a dictionary while reading it later.

Now wasn’t the time to read; he didn’t know how Nancy was doing.

Julius Shaw returned to the room, Nancy lying in bed reading a novel, her face pale, her discomfort causing her to frown slightly.

Without saying a word, Julius Shaw sat down and gently massaged Nancy’s stomach.

He felt guilty and blamed himself.

Reflecting on it, he didn’t feel much guilt back when he drove Nancy to mental breakdown and vomiting, more fear than anything else.

But now, he felt very remorseful.

It was like he was a piece of solid black paper, gradually painted with other colors, learning emotions beyond malice.

Nancy put down the novel in her hands and said, "This time, it’s my greediness, not your fault."

Julius Shaw shook his head, like a dog scolded by its master.

He lowered his head and said, "I promise that this won’t happen again, Nancy. I will take good care of you, I can take good care of you."

Nancy’s expression was indifferent: "Mm, I believe you."

Though she said she believed, her heart remained indifferent.

She didn’t care whether Julius Shaw could take care of her; she just wanted Godfery Shaw to return.

After Nancy fell asleep, Julius Shaw went to the study to continue reading.

Julius Shaw recognized basic characters, but there were many rare words in medical books, especially traditional Chinese medicine books.

Julius Shaw read very slowly, constantly checking the dictionary. When he encountered something related to Nancy, he would carefully mark it, probably never being so serious about anything in his life before.

Nancy didn’t lie long; by the next day, she had recovered.

This time, the problem wasn’t major; it was just that the food was too nourishing, and her weak body couldn’t handle it.

Early the next morning, Nancy again requested Julius Shaw to go to the company.

Julius Shaw didn’t want to go but also didn’t want to oppose Nancy, so he honestly told Nancy, "Nancy, I don’t want to go to the company. I can’t understand those reports or data, and I can’t even understand the professional terms Basil Smith uses during meetings."

Nancy slightly opened her mouth.

Julius Shaw’s expression looked somewhat aggrieved.

In these moments, Nancy always clearly realized that Julius Shaw and Godfery Shaw were almost entirely separate personalities.

And she was trying to erase Julius Shaw.

Whenever something clearly reminded Nancy of this realization, she felt as if something sharp was constantly pricking her heart, causing a sharp pain she could endure, but was always there.

Under such pain, Nancy softly said, "I can have Basil teach you."

Julius Shaw shook his head: "I don’t want to learn from Basil. Can you teach me?"

"I don’t understand these things either."

"Do I have to understand them?"

The sharp pain intensified the more harmless Julius Shaw appeared, the more uncomfortable she felt.

She actually preferred Julius Shaw to be as threateningly violent as before, making her feel justified.

Nancy lightened her breathing to relieve the pain, her voice like snowflakes, coolly and softly falling: "But you should understand."

Julius Shaw was silent.

The one who should know is Godfery Shaw, not him.

Nancy wanted to turn him into his brother.

After a long time, Julius Shaw looked up at Nancy and smiled, saying, "Okay, I’ll learn from Basil."

Nancy dared not look at Julius Shaw’s smile, gently approaching and entwining Julius Shaw’s arm, softly saying, "Godfery Shaw, you’re so good."

Julius Shaw quivered slightly, handing a tie to Nancy.

Nancy naturally took the tie and tied it for Julius Shaw.

"Nancy, then I’m heading out."

"Mm, you go ahead. I’ll wait for you at the greenhouse after work to go home together."

"Okay."

Julius Shaw obediently went to work.

Robert Reed became increasingly puzzled as he watched.

Emma Lewis said this was a personality disorder, didn’t she?

He had done so many crazy things before; why was he now as obedient as if Nancy was raising a dog?

At the dining table, Robert Reed hadn’t finished his breakfast, watching Emma Lewis also eating, couldn’t help but quietly ask, "Why is that lad so obedient now? Did Nancy put a spell on him?"