Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 166: I Won’t Come Again

The night falls.

Alia Wright hasn’t slept well for a long ti. When she was with the Wright family, she even relied on calming incense to barely sleep for a while.

She thought maybe she wanted to go ho.

She always missed those comforting and familiar scents.

It used to be Godfery Shaw, and later it sohow unknowingly turned into this little house in the old town.

Alia Wright closed her eyes to rest, and Emily Allen lay beside Alia Wright.

The familiar scents in the ho indeed made Alia Wright much calr, easing so of the anxiety and aggression.

Alia Wright fell asleep.

Emily Allen, however, did not sleep, she looked at the door several tis, as if waiting for soone.

Outside the door.

Hailey Smith and Edward Allen stayed up late, standing like guardian spirits at their door.

Hailey Smith glanced at Edward Allen.

Edward Allen also looked over at him.

Hailey Smith suddenly realized that the look over there was more cautious than his.

What’s there to be so cautious about!

I’m here guarding to help the young master, and you, an outsider, are watching so cautiously, are you out of your mind?

Hailey Smith was silently ranting inside, but outwardly he remained indifferent, saying, "Young Master Allen, it’s late, you should rest."

Edward Allen not only didn’t sleep but instead brought out a small stool, sitting down at the door: "It’s still early, I’m going to watch the moon for a while."

Finally having found his sister, their parents said it was essential to protect her well. As for the Shaw family’s eldest and second young masters, they must keep their distance.

Hailey Smith really wanted to swear, "A big man like you, staring at the ghostly moon in the middle of the night!"

Hailey Smith wasn’t reassured either, so he brought out a small stool and sat at the door.

One left and one right, they really looked like two guardian spirits.

The night deepened.

Outside the door, the two were exhausted but held out, determined not to sleep if the other didn’t; it was like a contest of endurance.

Inside the room.

Alia Wright, having fallen asleep, quickly entered a nightmare, her brows furrowed and sweat starting to bead on her forehead.

Even with closed eyes, one could sense her pain and helplessness.

Emily Allen didn’t know what to do; why hadn’t that person co yet?

Emily Allen thought it over and used her phone watch to dial that number.

The childish voice solemnly said, "Why aren’t you coming tonight?"

Godfery Shaw was silent for a mont and then asked, "Is she okay?"

"Not really. She ca ho today with so injuries, took so dicine, but is now sleeping restlessly, on the verge of waking up."

Godfery Shaw remained silent for much longer.

So long that Emily Allen thought the call had been disconnected, and she glanced at the watch screen to confirm that it was still showing in-call.

In this tranquil silence, Godfery Shaw said with difficulty, "I won’t be coming anymore."

Emily Allen imdiately frowned and asked, "Why?"

Godfery Shaw didn’t answer, only saying, "Don’t call anymore."

Emily Allen wanted to say more, but Alia Wright let out a painful low moan in her sleep.

Emily Allen hurriedly forgot about Godfery Shaw, hung up the phone, and lay closer to Alia Wright, whispering, "Aunt, it’s okay, don’t be afraid, it’s okay."

On the other end of the line, Godfery Shaw, holding the phone, sat motionless like a statue for a long ti.

He indeed couldn’t co anymore; until he solved his own issues, he couldn’t get close to Alia.

There were so things he couldn’t reveal or explain.

He shouldn’t presumptuously keep approaching; the Shaw family, Evelyn Dawson, the uncontrollable personality, all these would beco reasons to hurt Alia.

He could only restrain his thoughts, keeping them suppressed.

Emily Allen didn’t know the complexities, feeling sowhat irritated.

If he could help his aunt, he would never seek outsiders.

Didn’t he like his aunt very much? What really happened, that he would never co again?

Emily Allen’s soothing voice was of no use; ultimately, Alia Wright woke from her painful nightmare.

Upon awakening, Alia Wright stared blankly at the slightly yellow ceiling.

Why couldn’t I sleep peacefully even after coming ho?

Everything was fine before.

Emily Allen opened her eyes wide, looking at Alia Wright with concern.

After a while, Alia Wright ca out of that despairing stupor, gently touched Emily Allen’s head and said, "Did I wake you? Don’t worry, it’s just a nightmare."

Indeed, it was just a nightmare.

But this nightmare seed to grow in the night, day after day, tornting Alia Wright.

Back in the old town, Alia Wright still couldn’t sleep peacefully.

She thought perhaps it was because she had been planning too many things lately, so she couldn’t sleep well.

It’s okay, once she completed her revenge, she should be able to sleep peacefully.

...

At this ti at the Allen family in Capital City.

The Allen couple had already taken a midnight flight to Riverwood City.

They quickly purchased a house in Riverwood City.

They originally wanted to go to the old town like their son.

But their son said that the old town was a place where outsiders stood out too much and would surely be noticed.

They couldn’t appear by Alia Wright’s side, hence could only live a little further away.

In a community not far from the old town, they bought a modest, unobtrusive three-bedroom apartnt.

As for the Wright family, we will slowly settle accounts!

If the Wright family genuinely adopted their daughter, they would be willing to express their gratitude no matter how much it costs.

But the Wright family stole, knowing she was their daughter, yet secretly hid her away, bullied her, letting Ava Wright impersonate and reap benefits.

Truly despicable!

Did they think the Allen family was easy to bully?

Wait and see!

On the other side, Godfery Shaw was also slowly reaching toward the Shaw family in Capital City.

To use his mother as leverage to make him a tool, but often a tool that is too sharp not only hurts others but easily harms itself.

Riverwood City seed still the sa as before, yet appeared to have undercurrents surging.

Alia Wright remained calm, planning her sches step by step.

The next day, Cloudglow started releasing new products.

Then followed the usual trend of a pile of imitations.

Cloudglow was now not worried about orders at all, rather it was hard to fulfill a single order.

Seeing profit couldn’t be made even with money, soone suggested increasing production.

Alia Wright only said four words, "Quality over quantity."

Cloudglow Design Departnt fell silent.

What Supervisor Wright said must be correct!

Now, to customize a set of jewelry at Cloudglow, one needs to make a reservation in advance.

In those famous won’s circles, owning a set of custom jewelry from Cloudglow seed to be a matter of prestige.

Oliver Wright didn’t get his hands on the design this ti, nor would he follow trends.

It’s like once you’ve used the original, using a fake now feels wrong.

Oliver Wright could only arrange a few als with the Smith family to discuss if the wedding could be moved up.

Alia Wright hated Bess Bennett. If successfully marrying Alia to Marsh Smith, perhaps Alia’s attitude would soften.

Then Ava Wright can maintain her grip on Marsh Smith, and there would be no problem.

Calculating all these ssy things, Oliver Wright had no ti to go to the hospital.

Alia Wright has been quite free recently.

The only thing sowhat inconvenient.

After Emily Allen was sent back, her brother surprisingly didn’t leave.

Facing her brother, Alia Wright couldn’t harden her heart to say anything.

Can only tactfully say, "Mr. Allen, aren’t you busy? Don’t you need to return to Capital City?"

Edward Allen shook his head formally, "I’m not busy, I had a leg injury during a previous mission, and I’m on extended leave; the vacation lasts about a month."

"Then are you planning to stay in the old town all the ti?"

"Yes, I plan to spend this ti cultivating so father-son bond with Emily."

Emily Allen gave Edward Allen a cold look, as if saying he didn’t need it.

Edward Allen pretended not to see.

No problem if this kid doesn’t like him; anyway, this kid likes his sister, so how can he run away in the future?

The father-son bond is secondary; the primary goal is to cultivate a sibling relationship.

If not afraid of scaring his sister, his parents would have already co running.