The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 420: Chapter 420 Destiny_1

Nathan Green died, and the Martial Way tournament, which should have been spectacular, was hastily concluded.

The competitive events between the four top families were directly omitted, and those who took the stage afterwards were from minor families with little martial prowess, offering little to see.

Without the charming Magician, Barry Wolfe, Vivian Shimpson lost interest in watching any further, whereas Louisa Burley, accompanied by Greg Jensen, was busy chatting.

In the evening, the three of them had dinner together.

On the shady path, with the stars above, Greg Jensen took Louisa Burley’s hand and strolled aimlessly.

Their first handholding had been at an amusement park, but that was an accident. This was truly the first time they held hands intentionally.

Their relationship was pure and unadulterated; it was as if handholding was something Greg would naturally initiate, and Louisa would very tacitly extend her small hand in response.

Everything felt so natural, the result of a long period of companionship coming to fruition.

The only surprise was that Vivian Shimpson insisted on following them.

Thus, the two of them had an extra tail trailing behind.

Vivian Shimpson, following behind, looked at the two figures ahead and couldn’t define her feelings.

Jealousy, worry, joy?

One was the man she had once secretly admired, the other her close girlfriend. Despite her numerous attempts to stop them, they ended up together.

She had no idea who Louisa Burley’s fiancé really was, but from the attitude of the Burley family, the man’s background must be significant; so significant that none of the Martial Way aristocratic families in the province city could compare.

And Greg Jensen was just a boy from the countryside—what could he possibly use to compete with such a person for Louisa Burley?

He had only recently emerged from a terrible situation to build a business of his own, and Vivian Shimpson didn’t wish for him to get entangled in similar troubles again.

But no matter how she tried to stop it, Greg still ended up with Louisa. Perhaps it was fate.

Vivian Shimpson sighed helplessly, looked up and saw the two figures ahead, so close to each other that an intimate ambience was palpable, even from a distance.

She hesitated for a moment, then stopped walking, watching them go further away.

…

Greg, holding Louisa’s hand, walked on a bit further and suddenly stopped, looking back over his shoulder.

“Big Brother Greg, what are you looking at?”

Louisa also turned to look back, and exclaimed in surprise, “Hey, why hasn’t Vivian caught up?”

Greg flashed a slight smile and shook his head, “I don’t know, but it seems she finally did something right.”

Louisa turned back, looking puzzled as she lifted her face to Greg, “What thing…?”

Before she could finish, the warmth of his lips had already pressed against hers.

Louisa’s body stiffened suddenly, her slender, fair hands flailing aimlessly in the air as her mind went blank.

After a moment, she melted into his embrace, and her uncertain hands slowly climbed up his broad back.

After a long while, the souls entwined like vines finally parted.

Louisa instinctively looked up, only to meet his eyes, full of mirth; she immediately blushed, shyly lowering her head.

A large hand gently lifted her chin, tilting her small face upward, and then he kissed her once more.

Louisa was different from other women; she possessed the gentleness of Chelsea Wolfe and Amelia Simmons, as well as the assertiveness of Lois Abbott and Liliana Grey.

She was pure as a lotus, cleansed but not coquettish, and yet she could be irresistibly alluring.

More importantly, her relationship with Greg was just right.

Meeting at the right time, with one harboring a serious illness, and the other unparalleled in medical skills…

Just as her illness began to subside, they went on a roller coaster ride together…

Everything seemed like a “premeditated” coincidence by destiny, from meeting to knowing, and then to falling in love, all as if it had been arranged.

But as is well-known, fate loves playing jokes.

Louisa stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of her hotel room, watching Greg wave his arms in farewell as he turned and left. A sudden and indescribable sorrow filled her heart.

Vivian Shimpson came to her side, watching Greg Jensen leave, and whispered softly, “Have you thought about what to tell him?”

“I… I don’t know.”

Louisa Burley looked somewhat listless and helplessly turned towards Vivian Shimpson, saying, “Vivian, what should I do?”

Vivian Shimpson, seeing her state, felt quite helpless. After a long while, she said pensively, “Now you have two choices, either tell Greg Jensen clearly and then leave him,

or believe in him that he can deal with your fiancé.”

“I… It’s impossible.”

Remembering the man’s capabilities, Louisa Burley’s face turned pale.

Vivian Shimpson, seeing her like this, felt a surge of irritation and couldn’t help but say:

“You knew you couldn’t give him anything; why still provoke him?”

“I haven’t provoked anyone, I just…”

Louisa Burley slowly bowed her head, her expression filled with three parts grievance and seven parts helplessness, saying:

“I didn’t want to, but feelings, they’re uncontrollable.”

Vivian Shimpson’s expression froze, and after a long time, she finally heaved a long sigh.

…

The Green family.

A coffin was placed in the courtyard; Nathan Green lay peacefully within.

The direct descendants of the Green family stood around, each bearing a look of deep sorrow on their faces, silently gazing at Nathan Green in the coffin.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was somber and oppressive.

Asher Green, with both hands gripping the edge of the coffin, his eyes red, bellowed hoarsely at Jack Green across from him, “He killed my grandfather; are we just going to let it go like that?”

Jack Green looked at his son expressionlessly and said in a deep voice, “What should we do then? Wager the lives of our entire family in a fight with him? Could we win? Is it worth it?”

Asher Green was left speechless. Despite his talent, in the end, he was just a wealthy young master, prone to impulsiveness without much forethought.

Jack Green, seeing his son silent, frowned and said, “If you truly wish to avenge your grandfather, then work hard in your practice, bring the Green family back to the top, and take revenge with your own hands. Understand?”

“Mhm.”

Asher Green nodded lightly.

Jack Green, looking at the empty mourning hall, let out a bitter laugh and said, “Such a grand funeral, and not a soul in attendance? Do they really think the Green family has fallen?”

Before his words ended, an old man suddenly walked in from outside.

The old man was quite tall, yet exceptionally thin, resembling a walking dried-up twig, especially with those large, bell-like eyes that bulged slightly, adding an odd quality to his demeanor.

Seeing this person, Jack Green’s face changed suddenly, and he hastened to step forward, bowing his hands and saying, “Housekeeper Zhou, how troubling to have disturbed you.”

“Hmm.”

Housekeeper Zhou came to the front of the coffin, looked down at Nathan Green’s body, and said, “After all, Old Green was our Grandmaster in Qin Province, by sense and by sentiment I should come.”

Jack Green felt somewhat puzzled by his purpose and could only respectfully reply, “Yes, thank you, Housekeeper Zhou.”

Housekeeper Zhou turned his head, his face expressionless, and asked, “Is there any difficulty at home?”

“Er, no difficulties.”

Jack Green was a bit confused; with a death in the family, the greatest difficulty naturally was the inability to seek revenge, and the family was on the verge of disintegration.

What did Housekeeper Zhou mean by asking that?

“Hmm, if there are difficulties, just speak up, we are all part of Qin Province’s community, and should rightfully help each other,” Housekeeper Zhou sighed.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Yes, you’re right.”

Jack Green quickly responded, “Would you please come inside for some tea?”

Housekeeper Zhou shook his head and said, “No need, I came here mainly because there’s something I need to tell you.”