Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 104: Without the Young Master’s Permission, You Can’

Alia Wright withdrew her hand from the door handle: "I heard arguing in the room."

Joyce looked at Alia Wright warily, saying: "Young Master Shaw and Young Master Shaw have so personality conflicts, but this is not sothing Miss Wright can deal with right now."

Listening to Joyce’s titles and noticing his guarded look, Alia Wright felt a sense of self-mockery in her heart.

Once, Joyce was kind to her, and she thought she really had a relative.

In fact, Joyce only cared about Godfery Shaw; he never really considered her family.

She said coldly: "I understand, it’s indeed not sothing I should be dealing with. Let Godfery Shaw know that I’m leaving."

"Miss Wright, please wait. Without Young Master Shaw’s agreent, you cannot leave Imperial Garden."

"Does he plan to illegally detain too?"

"Please forgive us, Miss Wright."

Alia Wright was slightly annoyed, knowing that in Imperial Garden, Godfery Shaw’s orders were paramount.

It was already dark by then.

She went downstairs and first called Hailey Smith from the hall.

"Hailey Smith, how is Emily Allen? How’s he feeling today?"

Hailey Smith’s voice sounded a bit sluggish: "Emily is fine, I’m keeping an eye on him. When will the master return?"

Alia Wright glanced upstairs, where there was no movent: "I’m not sure when I’ll be back, just make sure Emily falls asleep. Before I return, don’t let anyone take him away. Did you understand?"

"Understood."

"Let Emily answer the phone."

On the other side, Hailey Smith limped his way to the kitchen and handed the phone to Emily Allen: "It’s the master’s call."

Emily quickly got off the small stool, wiped the water off his hands, took the phone, and dutifully said: "Aunt."

Hearing his voice, Alia Wright’s gaze softened considerably: "Were you scared today, Emily?"

"No, I knew Aunt would co for ."

"That’s right, if you’re not willing, no one can take you away. How did you end up eting Godfery Shaw today?"

Emily was silent for a few seconds before truthfully saying: "I went to find Uncle to help Aunt."

"Uncle?"

"He told to call him that. Isn’t he Uncle?"

Alia Wright felt a headache coming on.

It seed that after Godfery Shaw learned that Emily wasn’t her illegitimate child, he wasn’t planning on divorcing her.

What Alia Wright didn’t know was that Godfery Shaw’s change wasn’t related to any illegitimate child, but was entirely about her safety.

Suppressing her irritation, Alia Wright gently said: "In the future, he won’t be. I may return a bit late today. Don’t wait up for , Emily. Children need to ensure enough sleep, or they won’t grow tall."

"Alright, goodbye Aunt."

Alia Wright hung up the phone and headed towards the Imperial Garden’s entrance.

Two bodyguards suddenly appeared at the entrance, blocking Alia Wright.

"Move aside."

The bodyguards at the door remained silent and didn’t budge.

Alia Wright noticed Basil Smith not far away; her gaze shifted, and Basil quickly averted his eyes, pretending he hadn’t seen her.

Seeing this, Alia Wright knew that as Joyce had said, unless she forced her way out, she couldn’t leave without Godfery Shaw’s word.

Alia Wright suddenly felt nauseous.

Afraid that Basil would notice anything abnormal, Alia Wright restrained her urge to gag and turned towards the kitchen.

So much had happened today; she was exhausted and her stomach felt uncomfortable.

Thinking about the child in her belly, Alia Wright decided to eat sothing.

She made herself a bowl of noodles.

While eating, she saw soone.

Sotis, foes are bound to et; Evelyn Dawson was walking over from afar.

Evelyn wore a plaid skirt, her hair tied up in a high ponytail, her face devoid of the scars from a fall—it was either completely healed or covered with makeup—looking as youthful as the first ti Alia Wright saw her.

Seeing Alia Wright, Evelyn jogged over, seemingly having completely forgotten the unpleasant encounter at the racetrack.

She stared with her big eyes, her face full of concern: "Miss Wright, what happened to your face? My God, did Young Master Shaw ruin your face because of ?"

Evelyn was let out; the explanation Basil Smith provided was that her face injury couldn’t be exposed to sunlight, so she was grounded for better healing.

Now that the wound was mostly healed, a bit of foundation could cover it up enough for her to go out.

But Evelyn always felt sothing was off; Young Master Shaw’s attitude was off.

Clearly, in front of outsiders, Young Master Shaw was willing to ruin Alia Wright’s face for her.

But this ti, the grounding felt like she was punished for scheming against Alia Wright.

Unexpectedly, she t Alia Wright again in Imperial Garden today, and to her surprise, Alia Wright had a new scar on her face, looking more serious than the one she intentionally caused.

Evelyn’s first thought was that Young Master Shaw had injured her.

Alia Wright glanced at Evelyn.

If Evelyn were truly a clean person, Alia Wright would even wish happiness for Godfery Shaw despite feeling sowhat upset.

But this Evelyn was just better at pretending.

She wasn’t worthy to stand next to Godfery Shaw, and neither was Evelyn.

Alia Wright ate her noodles, not even looking at Evelyn, asking: "What, are you happy that Godfery Shaw ruined my face?"

Evelyn hadn’t expected Alia Wright to be so blunt; her barely concealed schadenfreude stiffened, and she said with grievance: "Miss Wright, I didn’t an that. I’m just feeling sorry for you."

On the surface, Evelyn appeared aggrieved, but inside, she was dissatisfied and envious. After all, Alia Wright was just Young Master Shaw’s castoff, how dare she boldly call Young Master Shaw by na.

Alia Wright looked up at Evelyn and laughed: "Sorry to disappoint you, but it wasn’t Godfery Shaw who hurt ; he just brought back and applied dicine."

Young Master Shaw applied dicine?

How could that be?

This woman was definitely lying.

At this mont, Joyce ca out of Godfery Shaw’s room, breaking the tense atmosphere between the two won.

Joyce, looking displeased, said: "Miss Wright, Young Master Shaw wants you to go over."

Alia Wright put down her chopsticks, raised her eyebrows at Evelyn: "Godfery Shaw wants to see . Do you want to co too?"

Evelyn finally faltered: "You..."

Alia Wright directly went upstairs.

Evelyn impulsively wanted to follow, but rembering Godfery Shaw’s warning last ti, she pulled back her foot after stepping forward.

Alia Wright had already noticed that this Evelyn seed to be living on the first floor, not allowed onto the second.

It seed indeed that way.

Those Young Master Shaw truly trusted could be on the second floor of Imperial Garden.

It appeared the relationship between Evelyn and Godfery Shaw wasn’t as good as it seed.

Alia Wright went back upstairs, seeing Godfery Shaw’s room door was open.

She knocked twice and entered, looking around, only seeing Godfery Shaw calmly sitting on the sofa without Young Master Shaw in sight.

Alia Wright bluntly said: "If you have nothing, I’m leaving."

Godfery Shaw on the sofa, his expression unclear: "You really want to leave."

Alia Wright’s expression was indifferent: "Yes, I don’t want to stay a mont longer in Imperial Garden. We must divorce quickly; you’re delaying from remarrying."

Remarry!

Godfery Shaw abruptly looked up at Alia Wright: "Who are you going to marry? Is it Marsh Smith?"

Alia Wright was about to say sothing even more heartless.

Then the man, with grievance, accused: "Why don’t you want !"

Alia Wright was stunned.

Only then did she notice the strong sll of alcohol in the room.

Godfery Shaw was—drunk?