My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214, Sadfishing to Gain Attention 

Nathaniel had just approached, but before he could say anything, Nigel on the other side stumbled. Nigel didn’t fall, but he certainly made a loud voice. 

Janet’s attention was instantly attracted to Nigel. She frowned and rushed over to support him. 

“What’s wrong? Did you get hurt just now?” 

Janet looked worried. 

She was well aware of the fact that Nigel was hit for protecting her earlier. The kidnappers were so anxious that they had gone crazy and used quite a bit of strength. 

Janet carefully examined Nigel’s head. 

“It looks like there are no wounds for the time being.” 

Nigel’s head did not bleed, but Janet was worried that there would be internal bleeding. If that were the case, it would be a big problem. After all, Nigel was so kind that he came to save Janet, and Janet could not watch him get hurt. 

Nigel was very satisfied to see Nathaniel being left on the spot and staring back at Nigel with an ashen face, as if Nathaniel wanted to rush up and beat Nigel up the next second. 

Then Nigel pretended to be weak and touched his neck. And he took the chance and put his hand on Janet’s hand, disregarding Nathaniel’s presence. 

“If I had dementia, would you take care of me ever after?” 

Nigel blinked his eyes. He looked cute and acted like a spoiled child. Seeing him like that, Janet knew that Nigel was completely 

fine. 

Janet felt a bit speechless. 

At such a time, why is he still joking? 

Then she continued, “For sure. I will take care of your cremation. Can you still walk? Now that everything has been settled here, I’ll accompany you to the hospital to check your head.” 

All jokes aside, Nigel indeed injured the back of his head. That was not a joke. 

“I’m dizzy. Help me, or I won’t be able to move.” Nigel pretended to be really sick. 

Janet narrowed her eyes and glared at Nigel, who acted as if he did not see that. 

“Jill, are you just going to watch me die? Forget it. If I die from excessive blood loss, don’t forget to cremate me. Remember to find me a decent cemetery.” 

Janet did not know what Nigel was trying to do, but she still helped him up. 

At that time, not far away. 

Nathaniel stood where he was, looking at the two of them. His face was gloomy, and he didn’t say a word with his thin lips. tightly pursing together. 

His hand was still bleeding. 

Nathaniel’s blood dripped on the ground, which looked a bit creepy. Alfred, who was standing beside Nathaniel, noticed Nathaniel’s cold face and was so anxious. 

Nathaniel was obviously injured as well, but he didn’t know how to get Janet’s attention. 

Why wouldn’t he talk about his injuries as well? Such a fool! 

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Alfred looked at Nigel, who was still exaggerating his condition even though he was totally fine. Alfred then shook his head helplessly. If Mr. Webster could actually learn such tricks from Mr. Wheeler, I’ll never have to worry about Mr. Webster’s 

relationship with Ms. Longfellow. 

However, in the end, Alfred knew he had to help Nathaniel. 

“Is Mr. Wheeler seriously injured? If he needs to go to the hospital, I can help you send him off,” Alfred went up and asked. 

Nigel’s face darkened instantly. 

He wondered why Alfred had to step into their conversation. 

Alfred acted as if he didn’t see Nigel’s expression and thanked Janet respectfully, saying, “Ms. Longfellow, you are the one who bandaged Mr. Webster’s wound, right? I have to thank you on behalf of Mr. Webster.” 

Janet then remembered Nathaniel’s injured hand. She looked back and couldn’t help frowning. 

The fresh blood from the wound had dyed the shirt completely, and it was bleeding madly, but Nathaniel actually ignored that. 

Janet glared at Nathaniel. 

A fire rose in her heart. 

Anastasia isn’t here, so why is he still here? 

The reason why we are so unlucky today, and the reason why everyone got injured, was all because of Anastasia. To be honest, 

Nathaniel deserves to get injured. 

As she thought about that, the little bit of guilt in Janet’s heart vanished in an instant. She withdrew her gaze from Nathaniel, and her eyes were full of indifference. 

“Not really, Alfred. I should be the one thanking Mr. Webster. If Mr. Webster hadn’t helped me just now, I would be the one injured.”