Chapter 109


    Chapter 109 Something Different About Nancy


    “Nichs….” Madelline grabbed Nichs’ hand with a pitiful expression. “Are you leaving already?”


    “Since you’re fine, it’s improper for me to stay. It’s even more improper for me to stay overnight. I told


    you. I’m married, and you’re not. It won’t be good for either one of us if I stay here. Alice can


    apany you.”


    “Call me if you need something.”


    As soon as Madelline heard that, she burst into tears. “You believe those photos, don’t you, Nichs?”


    “You think I’m a sl’t who goes around seducing men, don’t you?”


    “Sob… It’s not true. Those photos are all fake, Nichs. No matter where I am, you’re the only one I


    love.”


    Madelline cried her heart out, but Nichs only felt irritated..


    He couldn’t wait to leave. He was worried about Nancy.


    He shoved Madelline’s hand away and said curtly. “It doesn’t matter if they’re real or fake. I’ll help you


    suppress the news.”


    “What did you say? It’s not important?” Madelline stared at Nichs in disbelief.


    Why wouldn’t a woman’s reputation be important to a man?


    Don’t all men want a woman with a clean reputation?


    He said it’s not important.


    Does this mean he really doesn’t want me anymore?


    “You don’t want me anymore, right, Nichs?” Madelline looked up at him as tears streamed down her


    cheeks.


    “I have a wife,” Nichs dered solemnly.


    “A wife?” Madelline scoffed. “How is she your wife? She’s just a pawn. Why are you willing to be with


    her instead of me? How am I not as good as her, Nichs?”


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    “You’re great, but she’s my wife. I have to be responsible toward her.”


    Nichs abruptly remembered what Jacob had said to him.


    “She’s just a young woman. She’ll be a divorcee without a job. Her mother died years ago, and she


    doesn’t have a single rtive. Can you imagine what her life would be like if I divorced her? How


    can she bear what others would say about her?”


    It was true. Nichs couldn’t imagine what it would be like.


    “It’s gettingte. You should get some rest.”


    Nichs left the hospital without hesitation.


    As soon as he got into the car, he called the people back at the house and asked about Nancy.


    They said she was fine. Everything was normal.


    Nichs was relieved.


    However, when he got back and saw Nancy, he realized how abnormal the so-called normal was.


    When he arrived, Nancy was having her dinner.


    The dining table was filled with her favorite food.


    Nichs was hungry. After washing his hands, he sat at the table to have his dinner. Nancy sat on the


    left, and he sat on the right.


    It was arge dining table, and the rift between them only made the table seem even bigger.


    From the moment Nichs stepped foot into the house till he took his seat at the table, Nancy didn’t


    even look at him.


    She kept her head lowered. Her gaze was cool as she quietly ate from her te.


    She barely touched the other food on the table.


    Even though there was a feast of mains and sides on the table, Nancy only took a few bites from the


    serving tes in front of her. She didn’t touch any of the other food. She didn’t even stretch her arm


    beyond her seat.


    When she noticed that Nichs had sat at the dining table, she started eating more quickly.


    After seeing that she mainly ate the vegetables, Nichs picked up a prawn and ced it on her te.


    “You should eat more. You’re too skinny.”


    “I don’t feel like eating prawns today.”


    Nancy’s voice was crisp and distant. She continued scarfing down her food.


    She didn’t even want to look at him.


    What was the point of seeing his face? Nothing would change. It would only make her heart ache


    even more.


    “Have some fish then.”


    Nichs passed a fish filet to Nancy.


    “Thank you,” she said impassively.


    Nichs continued to pile more food onto Nancy’s te.


    Nancy epted it all without objection.


    “I’m done. Take your time.”


    Nancy set her cutlery down and went upstairs.


    It was only then that Nichs realized all the food he served her was piled neatly on the side of the


    te. She didn’t take a single bite out of them.


    “How much did she eat?” Nichs summoned Peggy and asked.


    Peggy sighed and reported, “Just half a bowl of sd. She barely touched the other sides too. She


    usually likes the m chowder I make, but she didn’t drink any of it today.”


    “I see. You can get back to work now.”


    Nichs filled a bowl with m chowder and brought it upstairs.


    When he arrived on the second floor, Nancy was gathering her pajamas and getting ready to take


    a shower.


    She jumped in fright when he first entered, but she soonposed herself again.


    “Did you want something?” Nancy asked coolly.


    “Peggy said you didn’t eat much for dinner. You like her m chowder, right? I brought some up. Have


    it while it’s still warm.”


    Nichs was just as gentlemanly as ever, but his pleasantness felt like a mockery to Nancy.


    “No need. I ate enough.”


    “If you don’t feel like having m chowder, I’ll tell them to make some other soup do you feel like


    having?”


    Upon hearing that, Nancy strode over.


    for


    you. What


    She took the m chowder from him. The temperature was just right, so she drank straight from the


    bowl.


    Soon, she finished everything.


    Then, she eyed Nichs coolly “Satished?”


    Nichs didn’t speak.


    As he stared at her, an indescribable feeling emerged within him.


    After what happened today, he sensed that Nancy had changed. She became more polite and distant


    with him..


    In fact, it seemed like she didn’t need him as much anymore.


    This feeling flustered him.


    “I wasn’t trying to force you, Nichs exined as he held the empty bowl.


    However, as soon as he finished speaking. Nancy covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom.


    She threw up the contents in her stomach, but to avoid letting Nichs notice anything, she locked the


    bathroom door and turned on all the taps to hide the sound of her retching.


    Even though she felt incredibly sick, she didn’t want to use this to gain his pity or concern.


    That would only make her seem more pitiful to herself.


    Pathetic, even.


    Once she stopped vomiting, she washed her face.


    As she stared at her reflection, the hollowness in her eyes and iciness in her expression gave her the


    urge to cry,


    She covered her mouth, but she couldn’t hold back anymore. She began to sob.


    Still, she dared not make any sound. She merely cried in silence.


    I was wrong. I was so wrong.


    I shouldn’t have expected anything from Nichs. I shouldn’t have been hopeful about this marriage.


    I’m sorry, Grandpa. I really wanted to fulfill your dying wish and get along with him, but I can’t hold on


    any longer.


    It’s too tiring. I’m exhausted.