Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 168: The Wedding Moved Up

Emma didn’t know who inford her to co over, but she thought there was no malicious intent, so she didn’t delve into it.

She quickly returned to the old town with Alia, and Alia said nothing.

Emma sighed; she felt that Alia always carried a sense of loneliness, as if there was a barrier between her and everyone, unable to get too close.

Even she, or Teacher Robert, had only gotten slightly closer than others, but couldn’t get any closer.

Alia seed ready to leave at any mont.

Alia took off the sterile suit, took a shower, and then said to Emma, "Thank you today, I’m fine now. You can go back to school."

Emma was about to say it’s just between friends, no need for thanks.

But Alia continued, "Emma, if it’s not necessary in the future, you shouldn’t co to the old town."

Emma held back the words she wanted to say and asked with furrowed brows, "What do you an?"

Alia spoke weakly, yet coldly to the point of being almost unfeeling: "We... are not the sa kind of people."

Emma angrily retorted: "Alia! Are you trying to draw a line between us?"

This was ant to be a statent made in anger.

But Alia hesitated for a mont and nodded: "I said from the beginning, I don’t need friends. Now that I’ve tried it, I indeed don’t need them."

Emma naturally had a hot temper and couldn’t accept such words.

She believed that during this ti Alia considered her a friend, that she treated her sincerely, and that Alia was her only friend besides her comrades in the army.

Now, hearing Alia say such words, it truly hurt Emma.

Emma thought back, and it seed like every ti she was the one who forcefully tried to approach Alia, while Alia never really wanted to get close to anyone from the beginning.

Emma angrily said, "Fine! If you don’t need , I’m leaving. Whatever happens to you, Alia, has nothing to do with ."

Emma turned and left, slamming the door shut with a bang.

The sound of the door slamming startled Hailey and Basil next door.

The two of them thought sothing dangerous had occurred and quickly stepped outside, vigilant.

Emma snorted coldly and left without looking back.

Hailey looked at Basil and said, "Brother, what happened? It looks like Miss Lewis is upset."

Basil pushed his glasses and said, "How would I know? Why don’t you go ask Young Madam."

Hailey imdiately shook his head: "I won’t go. Miss Lewis is already angry, and Young Madam might still be upset too. If I ask now, I might be the one who gets in trouble."

Hailey, unconcerned, returned to his room, planning to take a nap.

Behind his glasses, Basil watched the tightly closed door of Alia’s room deeply, wondering what Young Madam really wants to do.

Basil was inherently very shrewd, having stayed around Alia recently, observing certain things and noticing Alia’s attitude, he sensed sothing peculiar.

Young Madam seed to be plotting step by step, promoting the arrival of a certain outco.

Basil stood in place, looking at that closed door for a long ti before returning to his room.

At this mont, Alia in her room drank a bowl of dicine to maintain the pregnancy, laid down on the bed, hugged the coat once left by Godfery Shaw, and curled herself up.

She was ready to set the trap; dark clouds were gathering, and there might be danger.

She hoped there would be no one around her, that no one she cared about would be hurt in this storm.

Emma was leaving, the teacher would et less frequently, she shouldn’t go to the Shaw family anymore, and even Emily needed to be with her brother for a while.

It was an ultimately solitary revenge.

No one should get close to her.

...

With the passage of ti, the pressure on Wright Corporation was increasing.

Oliver Wright cared about nothing, and after several als with the elders of the Smith family, they decided together to move up the wedding date.

Marsh Smith and Ava Wright’s wedding was scheduled for the end of the month.

Oliver smiled brightly as he bid farewell to the Smith family, but as soon as he turned around, his face beca instantly grim.

Cursing under his breath: "Old fox, if you want to plot against the Wright family, see if you’re qualified first!"

They had a good discussion before, but now seeing the Wright family’s unfavorable situation, they wanted to delay the alliance and observe the changes.

Only after he made it clear, intentionally or unintentionally, that Ava was the only daughter and the company would eventually belong to her, did the Smith family agree to an earlier wedding.

Alia received the news with so doubts.

The current situation of Wright Corporation was not good, yet Oliver was determined not to follow the trend, nor did he co to ask for design drafts, but still found the thought to advance Marsh and Ava’s wedding.

Alia felt sothing was off but didn’t know what Oliver was scheming.

No matter, just wait and see who can outlast whom.

Anyway, Wright Corporation was losing money every day it delayed; let’s see how long they could hold on.

Ti flew by.

The end of the month approached.

During this ti, it seed everyone was peaceful.

At least Hailey felt that way; previously Young Madam was constantly getting hurt and in trouble, but recently everything cald down, bringing a sense of peace to the land. Hailey felt that if he continued to lazily lie there, his hard-earned eight-pack abs might turn into one.

Even the eldest son hadn’t co.

Young Madam hadn’t been going out much either.

Aside from the annoying Edward Allen who wouldn’t leave, everything else was fine.

But Basil, who was also looking at the current calmness, had a premonition that sothing big might happen.

Until the 26th at the end of the month, Ava returned from abroad.

Wearing a chiffon white dress, her hair simply draped behind her, face lightly made up, she smiled as she got off the plane.

No longer the previously golden elegant style, now both her expression and outfit deliberately imitated Alia. Looking from afar, she indeed bore so resemblance.

But Alia had a kind of grace mixed with fragility, with each expression captivatingly beautiful.

While Ava seed more deliberate.

Yet, despite this, she attracted quite a bit of attention at the airport.

Not far away, Marsh, who ca to et her, was mindlessly playing with his phone.

Suddenly, he heard: "Marsh."

Marsh looked up, montarily dazed, as if seeing Alia, but Alia hadn’t called him like that for a long ti.

He shook his head, only then realizing it was Ava in front of him.

Ava swayed gracefully amidst the gazes of onlookers, approaching Marsh with a weak voice: "Marsh, what’s wrong? Now that my facial injury is healed, can’t you recognize ?"

As she got closer, Marsh saw clearly Ava’s face now, lacking that montary stunning impression.

But he still praised: "How could I not recognize you? Ava is even more beautiful now."

Ava smiled.

Using that deliberately weak expression to smile, but after all, her plastic surgery face was not the original, making the smile appear stiffen her cheeks, not only failing to show weakness but looking fake.

Marsh turned his gaze, sending Ava back to the Wright family.

When Oliver saw Ava’s face now, his eyes lit up, and his attitude towards Ava improved by three points.

Ava secretly felt proud.

Unaware, her dear father was only thinking that if her appearance had restored, then she had value.