Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 359: Chapter 358: Never Seen Such Brazen Shamelessness

Vincent finally realized that this goofy South Grant wouldn’t stop until he shocked everyone.

He was almost shocked into spitting blood by South Grant, especially when Nathan Foster, upon loosening his tie, gently massaged her wrist while speaking a bunch of nonsense with a straight face:

"You got drunk at the bar and started causing a scene, your two little buddies couldn’t control you, so I went over and brought you back."

South Grant listened, feeling completely bewildered, and her stomach cooperatively erupted with a burp, releasing a strong smell of alcohol, indicating she had drunk a lot.

No wait, it was as if the smell alone confirmed she’d drunk a lot.

At this point, South Grant covered her mouth with one hand, stunned that she could drink so much.

Then South Grant noticed the bruising on her wrist.

"You could just bring me back, why did you have to tie me up?"

She thought Nathan was trying some fresh, thrilling trick, even making Vincent watch.

"On the way back, you were being unruly, kept touching me, so I had no choice but to tie you up, otherwise you would’ve tried to make a move on me right there in the car."

South Grant: "..."

Vincent: "..."

The world really had people so shameless!

Vincent had gained new insight!

In the end, South Grant somehow believed she’d gotten drunk and unruly.

Otherwise, she couldn’t explain why her whole body was aching, and her hands had tiny cuts, like they’d been scratched by a bottle.

Nathan Foster asked Vincent to get some medicine and carefully disinfected South Grant in the treatment room, applying anti-inflammatory ointment.

"South, did you learn martial arts before?" Nathan Foster casually asked while applying the ointment.

South Grant recalled that when she was with Nathan Foster before, during his morning exercises, he would casually teach her some;

But she had no talent for martial arts, learned only a little, though that was in a past life, now she couldn’t tell Nathan Foster.

"Before I was ten, my father hired martial arts teachers for me, it’s been a long time." She said guiltily.

At this moment, she saw Nathan Foster’s back.

Nathan Foster was wearing a white shirt, the back bloodied from South Grant’s bite, showing it to her when he turned sideways.

South Grant looked at all that blood, then tore off his shirt to see the bitten, mangled area, couldn’t bear the sight.

"Whose dog bit this?"

"..." Nathan Foster slowly pulled his shirt up and buttoned it, "My dog."

South Grant: "Since when did you have a dog?"

Nathan Foster finished the last button, "Not long ago."

"You don’t put down a dog that bites its owner, instead you’ll keep it until New Year?" South Grant pitied the bloodied area.

"Yes, keep it till New Year, for meat." Nathan Foster said, deadpan.

"Quickly get Dr. Vance to give you a rabies vaccine, don’t catch rabies." South Grant worried, fearing Nathan Foster might catch rabies and pass it to her.

Vincent: "..."

The world really had people so dim-witted?

But thinking again, it wasn’t South Grant being dim-witted, but Nathan Foster’s schemes ran deep.

South Grant had completely forgotten what had happened earlier, and everything she said was guided by Nathan Foster.

Truly cunning! Truly shameless!

ps: Also, I am currently writing, so please keep voting~ The old novel is well-developed, impatient readers can check out the old novel "Young Military Wife".