Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 457: Laughter Amidst the Silence

Godfrey Shaw answered Nancy gently, "We’ll go today."

Nancy immediately put down her chopsticks and said, her sleepy eyes suddenly becoming much more spirited, "Then let’s go now."

"Finish eating first."

"I... don’t have an appetite today, don’t really want to eat. Can I eat later when I’m hungry?"

Nancy used to suffer from anorexia, and after months of recuperation, her food intake was still much smaller than the average person’s.

Now that she had gotten slightly better, chemotherapy made her nauseous again, and she felt uncomfortable even seeing greasy food; she simply couldn’t eat.

But Nancy held back from saying it out loud. In her past life, she had had many more chemo sessions that were a hundred times more uncomfortable than her current situation.

Just as Robert Reed was about to say that she couldn’t skip meals, how could she not eat properly, Emma Lewis gently tugged at Robert Reed’s clothes under the table and shook her head imperceptibly, causing a pang of pain in Robert Reed’s eyes, and he remained silent.

Godfrey Shaw gently said to Nancy, "That’s okay. You go rest on the sofa for a while, and once we’ve finished breakfast, we’ll all go together."

Seeing Nancy’s fatigue, Godfrey Shaw naturally suggested she rest.

Nancy nodded happily, put down her cutlery, and went to lie on the chaise lounge and waited for everyone.

As soon as she lay down, Nancy closed her eyes in exhaustion. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Perhaps she hadn’t slept well last night, or maybe the chemotherapy’s side effects came on quickly, leaving her lethargic and sleepy the next day.

At the dining table, everyone ate quietly, an inexplicable sadness spreading.

They deliberately ate slower, wanting Nancy to rest a little longer.

No one woke Nancy, and she was only asleep for a while before she woke up, somewhat dazed, asking, "Godfrey, have you finished breakfast?"

"We’ve finished. Let’s go buy fireworks."

Fireworks are permitted in Riverwood City.

During the New Year, the entire Riverwood City gets lively; temporary stalls selling fireworks and firecrackers can be found everywhere along the roads.

Given Godfrey Shaw’s capabilities, any type of fireworks they wanted could be delivered, but since they’d promised Nancy, they had to go buy them personally.

A whole group of them set off in three cars.

Two cars were for passengers, and there was one empty car to hold the fireworks; Godfrey Shaw had promised Nancy to buy a lot.

The cars left the Imperial Garden Villa, heading towards the city center. Before they’d gone far, Nancy pointed to a roadside fireworks stall and said, "There’s one here, let’s buy from here."

Though it was just a temporary stall with not much stock, Nancy wanted to buy, so they stopped.

The group from two cars got out grandly, their looks and demeanor immediately exuding an extraordinary presence, as they surrounded the stall, with several bodyguards in black following behind.

The fireworks vendor was scared, nervously saying, "Young masters and misses, am I blocking the way here? This is a temporary stall; it’ll be dismantled in a few days. If I’m causing trouble, I... I can move elsewhere."

Seeing that they had frightened the vendor, Hailey Smith quickly ran forward with a bright smile, "Don’t worry, boss, we’re here to buy fireworks. Let me tell you, you’ve met a big buyer; our madam wants to buy fireworks. Quickly bring out your best."

The sunny and endearing nature of Hailey Smith quickly reassured the vendor, who replied with a full smile, "Alright then, I’ll get out the best-looking ones and give you a discount."

Although knowing their big brother does not lack money, Hailey Smith still responded fittingly, "Boss, you’re honest!"

Nancy pointed out the ones with the best colors, "I want this, this, and this."

Sophie Allen also stood on tiptoes, speaking sweetly, "Brother, help me get the ones with the little bunny and the little tiger on them..."

Emily Allen helped Sophie pick them out.

Emma Lewis and Basil Smith were also choosing; one picked seriously, while the other picked unique and rare ones.

Hailey Smith directly picked the most expensive ones, as the big brother was paying anyway.

Edward Allen stood behind everyone, constantly emphasizing the types that were safe, prioritizing safety first.

Mr. Allen, Mrs. Allen, and Robert Reed, the three elders, stood at the back, inevitably lamenting, this really felt like New Year.

Among these people, some held high positions, some were very famous, and some were extremely wealthy. In previous New Year’s, it was just going through the motions with various relatives and friends sending gifts and gathering, seemingly lively yet lacking the flavor of the New Year.

Now surrounded by a small stall buying fireworks, it truly felt like the festive warmth and family joy of New Year.

Godfrey Shaw grandly waved his hand, "Wrap three of each kind."

"Alright!" Realizing they truly had big buyers, the vendor’s eyes lit up, asking, "Would you like to buy couplets and paper-cut decorations too?"

All eyes turned to Robert Reed at that moment.

It’s said that painting and calligraphy are akin, and Robert Reed, being a Master Painter, also had deep accomplishments in calligraphy. His writing was much better than those uniformly printed couplets.

Under everyone’s gaze, Robert Reed slightly raised his head and said, "Of course, we won’t buy them. We’ll get red paper, and I will write."

Everyone hurriedly nodded.

In the end, they bought some New Year’s decorations too.

The stall was too small; it wouldn’t be enough for the Imperial Garden.

So everyone enthusiastically swept through all the nearby selling points.

Hailey Smith actually wanted to suggest going directly to a large fireworks market, but seeing everyone so happy, decided against it and continued sweeping through vendors.

Until one empty car was full, and the trunks of the two cars were also filled, only then did Nancy stop.

Nancy seemed very happy. Upon returning to the Imperial Garden, she immediately called out to everyone, "Girls, come on, let’s decorate the Imperial Garden!"

Sophie Allen was the first to run over to her, "Mommy, I’m a girl, I’ll help, I’ll help."

At this moment, Emma Lewis also considered herself a girl; she ran to Nancy’s side with the bright red decorations, smiling broadly, "Where should these be hung, Nancy? I’m tall, I’ll hang them."

Luna Summer called her friends to join in decorating the cold Imperial Garden.

The maids had also changed into red aprons in advance.

For a moment, the Imperial Garden was filled with laughter and cheerful voices.

The happy Nancy suddenly felt nauseous; she didn’t want to dampen everyone’s spirits, so she suppressed the discomfort, smiling and saying, "I’m a little tired, I’ll rest for a bit. You guys go on decorating."

Everyone’s smiles froze momentarily, but they quickly resumed with even brighter smiles.

Emma Lewis laughed, "Godfrey, take her to rest upstairs. We’ve got so many people here; we’re sure to decorate the Imperial Garden beautifully."

Godfrey led Nancy upstairs, listening to the door close behind them.

Downstairs, all cheerful laughter disappeared.

Emma Lewis picked up those festive decorations and silently hung them around the Imperial Garden.

Luna Summer silently adorned the lively saplings.

Robert Reed silently wrote New Year’s couplets.

In this silent atmosphere, everyone’s eyes started to redden gradually.

Fortunately, Sophie, having run around all day, had fallen asleep. Otherwise, seeing this scene, even such a small child would sense something was wrong.

On the second day after chemotherapy, Nancy was even more lethargic and anorexic than before.

On the third day, she began vomiting.

On the fourth day, she had a fever and was weak.

The side effects of chemotherapy proved harsher than the medical team had anticipated.

The chemotherapy medication for Nancy was relatively lighter compared to what ordinary patients used, carefully calculated by the medical team to be the appropriate dosage. But her physical condition was so poor that even with a lighter medication, the side effects still surpassed expectations.

And this wasn’t the end; it was merely the beginning.