Chapter 2 – Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces (Marissa & Connor) Novel Free Online

This clumsiness was misinterpreted negatively by the onlookers. They assumed she knew nothing about medicine; she was merely seeking attention and was visibly nervous. There had always been many women trying to garner Connor’s attention with dramatic gestures. But for Marissa to use Arabella as a part of her scheme was unprecedented. She had previously convinced Arabella to agree to her and Connor’s marriage, showing some cunning. But now, with Arabella gone, did she really think she could revive the dead? Such a thought was pure insanity! Everyone watched Marissa intently. They were eager to see her make a fool of herself, expecting Connor to throw her out and the downfall of the Nash family alongside her

Marissa paid them no mind. After finishing her examination, she paused in thought for a moment before pulling out her acupuncture kit. Upon seeing the kit, the doctors scoffed, and the observers mocked her even more. They had anticipated some sophisticated medical intervention, but she resorted to acupuncture, which many regarded as mere folklore. Arabella’s heart had stopped functioning; not even surgery could save her, and Marissa thought a few needles would revive her? Connor must be out of his mind to allow her to treat Arabella. Arabella was so revered. How could Marissa be permitted to mess with her body? It was a disrespect to her! Yet, Connor did not intervene, so no one dared openly criticize her actions

Marissa sterilized the silver needles and started positioning them at strategic points on Arabella’s body. Her increasing weakness caused her hands to tremble more visibly, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. The spectators, noticing her shaky hands, were both anxious and terrified, witnessing the positioning of each needle

When the first needle was inserted, there was no change. The second needle followed, and still, no response. By the ninth needle, there was still no sign of any miracle. At that point, the onlookers could no longer restrain themselves

“Stop!” Neil shouted furiously. “You have some nerve, trying to deceive us! Do you think we’re fools? Using Arabella’s body for your scheme-you must be tired of living!” Everyone glared at Marissa, furious and ready to tear apart this woman who they believed disrespected Arabella. Even the usually gentle Glenn appeared unusually grim. “Connor, are you really going to let this woman continue with her antics?”

But Connor did not stop Marissa. Instead, he yelled, “Everyone, be quiet!” Marissa breathed a sigh of relief. She had only one needle left. If Connor had succumbed to the crowd’s influence and halted her, all her efforts would have been for nothing

Connor’s authoritative presence shut down the opposing voices once more, but the room felt heavier with all that pent-up anger lurking beneath the surface. With the room’s full attention on her, Marissa positioned the final, tenth needle. As she did, Arabella abruptly inhaled a breath of air. She was alive!

Did a miracle just happen? Everyone in the room looked as if they had witnessed the impossible. No, it was as if they had seen God. The doctors, who had previously declared the patient beyond help, looked as though they wanted to bow down to Marissa in reverence!

Connor was overjoyed. Only Marissa remained calm and concentrated, continuing to massage and press various points on Arabella’s body. Ten minutes later, Arabella’s blood pressure and heart rate stabilized. Although Arabella hadn’t regained consciousness, her breathing was regular, and her skin color was returning to normal. The person declared dead was now in stable condition!

“How… she…?” Lorna stuttered, pointing at Marissa, her words trailing off in disbelief. Everyone had labeled Miss Nash as dumb. When had she developed such extraordinary medical abilities?

The esteemed doctors in the room felt both humiliated and ashamed. The lead doctor couldn’t resist asking, “Miss Nash, from whom did you learn your medical skills?”

“I picked it up from acupuncture books and just replicated what I read,” Marissa answered, making up a simple explanation to avoid any complications, given everyone in the room was now thinking she was another woman. This response shattered the earlier sense of wonder in the room. Who would seriously attempt to treat someone as critical as Arabella with basic acupuncture techniques learned from books?

This woman must be out of her mind. She had simply struck it incredibly lucky today! Ignoring the mixed reactions from the crowd, Marissa meticulously gathered her silver needles. Large beads of sweat trickled down her cheeks-she was completely exhausted. The effects of the Dreamweed had weakened her, and she hadn’t rested at all. Instead, she had endured rough handling by Connor that nearly crushed her

Suddenly, she felt a warm hand gently wipe the sweat from her cheek. Marissa turned her head to see it was Connor. His eyes conveyed a deep sense of gratitude, almost as if he was trying to soften her with his look. Feeling uneasy with such closeness, Marissa quickly stepped away

“Mr. Daniels, can we talk?”

“You look exhausted. Rest now. We can talk later, once you’ve had some sleep,” Connor suggested, his voice unexpectedly tender, mirroring the softness in his eyes. Realizing how exhausted she truly was, Marissa agreed to his suggestion. Before leaving, she asked, “Could I have my phone back, please?”

Connor paused for a brief moment, then swiftly pulled her phone from his pocket and handed it to her. Marissa accepted her phone and followed the servant out. The night had deepened outside, and the sky hinted at an impending rainstorm

Marissa was led to a guest room in an adjacent building and immediately checked her messages. Derek and she had planned to return to their hometown the next day to get married. With her phone off for so long, he must have been incredibly worried. Sure enough, after three hours without her phone, it was bombarded with notifications. Over a hundred missed calls and dozens of texts greeted her, all from Derek

Marissa gave a wry smile and quickly texted Derek to reassure him that she would meet him at the train station as planned at noon the next day. The wedding date couldn’t be changed. Before meeting Derek, she needed to divorce Connor. He had turned what was supposed to be her first marriage into her second, and she was determined to make him regret it. All she needed now was a good night’s rest, and then she would set things right!

With that resolve, she climbed into bed and quickly fell asleep

In a small conference room in the same building, tension filled the atmosphere. Domenic Wells, Connor’s trusted assistant, stood before him, delivering his report with due respect

“Mr. Daniels, the young woman’s name is Marissa Nash, 22 years old, originally from a small village in Adagend. She owns a small flower shop on Vintage Street. Her family’s financial struggles forced her to drop out of school shortly after beginning high school to start working, contributing to family expenses. She left her village at fifteen, wandered through various towns, and settled in Blebert only last year. As a young woman on her own who earns a decent income, she’s the subject of various nasty rumors back in her village. Essentially, her reputation isn’t stellar.”

While saying this, Domenic had already prepared himself for any harsh punishment. The intended bride from the Nash family had fled from her marriage to Connor, and he, under orders, had searched the entire city, ending up at a small flower shop on Vintage Street. Regrettably, they had abducted the wrong person! The two women merely shared a resemblance and the same surname, Nash. This mistake had landed his boss in a significant predicament. Though the actual bride, whom Arabella had approved of, was despised by Connor, she had a suitable social standing. But now, the new “Mrs. Daniels” was nothing more than a high school dropout with a questionable background from a tiny village!

This was a blow to his boss’s dignity! If this village girl attempted to blackmail them or refuse to let go of Connor, he feared that even sacrificing his life would not be enough to atone for this mistake

“Mr. Daniels, I have failed in my responsibilities and am prepared to face whatever punishment you deem necessary!” The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Connor remained silent for a long time, repeatedly examining the brand-new marriage certificate. Then, suddenly, he got up and moved towards the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out at the clouded sky. He opened his mouth, seemingly about to say something

“The weather is nice,” Connor said out of the blue

Domenic stood frozen, while Marc Bailey and Terry Bailey, the two captains of the bodyguard team, looked terrified. Connor was known for being unpredictable. A dark expression on his face didn’t always signify anger, whereas a smile might be the calm before the storm. Without a second thought, Domenic, Marc, and Terry all knelt with a heavy thud

At that moment, lightning flashed across the window, followed by a booming thunderclap that rattled the entire building. The rain began to fall in torrents

Suddenly, Connor turned around and said softly, “Send someone upstairs to check the situation.”

Upon hearing this, the two bodyguard captains remained motionless, and Domenic, the well-educated special assistant, seemed completely lost. Cade Garza, the seasoned old butler with a deep understanding of human nature, took charge. He promptly summoned a maid and instructed, “Quickly go upstairs and see if our esteemed guest was startled by the thunder. If she’s awake, let us know immediately. Also, prepare a lavish meal in the kitchen and be ready to serve her at any moment!” After a brief pause, Cade personally retrieved some swelling-reducing ointment and passed it to the maid. Once these orders were given, Cade looked to Connor and asked, “Mr. Daniels, do you find these arrangements sufficient?”

Connor nodded

After the thunderstorm, Marissa woke up. Though she hadn’t slept long, she felt her energy had returned. During previous missions, she often had to make do with minimal sleep. Her body had adapted, trained to recover energy swiftly from brief rests

Noticing a cooling sensation around her neck, carrying a faint medicinal scent, she sniffed gently and recognized it as some ointment. As she opened her eyes, she saw several maids standing by her bed with respect

The head maid approached with a warm smile and said, “Mrs. Daniels, you are awake.”

“Please, call me Miss Nash,” Marissa corrected her politely as she sat up

The maids exchanged puzzled glances. Miss Nash had previously preferred the title Mrs. Daniels. What had changed her mind today? Then the head maid said, “Mr. Connor Daniels is waiting for you downstairs. Dinner is ready. Would you like to come down for a meal?”

Marissa, feeling quite hungry, freshened up and headed downstairs. There, Connor was seated at the dining table, absorbed in a newspaper. He seemed more controlled and composed now, presenting himself as nothing more than a charming gentleman, easy on the eyes. Yet, Marissa shot him a disdainful glance and silently started to eat. She only raised her head after satisfying her hunger

“Mr. Daniels, I believe you understand now that you’ve made a big mistake. Even though I come from a humble background, you’ve wronged me, and it’s only right that you make amends, correct?”

Connor looked at the woman before him and gave a slight nod. “Yes, I apologize.”

“So, Mr. Daniels, would you prefer to resolve this legally, or can we settle it privately?”

“Let’s handle it privately,” Connor responded. He then offered a slight smile. “Miss Nash, please specify your terms.”

Perfect! Marissa quickly requested paper and a pen and set about drafting an agreement

Silence enveloped the dining room, broken only by the scratching of Marissa’s pen against the paper. Connor was intrigued to see what terms she would propose and learn more about the kind of person she truly was. She was dressed casually in a blue checkered shirt, overalls, and Martin boots, her hair tied in a loose braid, without a trace of makeup. Her outfit was typical for someone who ran a flower shop, yet it rendered her quite striking. She looked exceptionally pure and vibrant, standing out like a beacon among the crowd. His eyes lingered on her, starting from her jet-black hair and moving slowly downward. He studied her expressive eyes, the shape of her nose, her rosy lips, and her flawless skin. When his gaze landed on the red marks around her neck, a pang of guilt hit him hard. As he remembered how he had treated her harshly, remorse washed over him. Just then, Marissa set down her pen and looked up, meeting his probing gaze. Startled and feeling guilty, Connor quickly looked away


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