Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 195: Everyone Is Sad

Godfery Shaw certainly wasn’t planning on getting a divorce.

He just hoped Alia Wright wouldn’t be with Elijah Jefferson.

When he first received the bracelet, Godfery Shaw was as happy as he could be. Now, he’s just as miserable.

Looking at Alia Wright with her usual indifferent expression, Godfery Shaw suddenly didn’t know what to say. He wanted Alia Wright to leave Elijah Jefferson, wanted her to wait for him.

But Alia Wright never said she liked him, she’d always been cold towards him, and they never had feelings for each other. What right did he have to say those things?

In the past, she was lonely and helpless, facing the oppression from the Wright family, the malice from Marsh Smith, and he had a reason to bring her back to his side.

But now, the Shaw family behind him was a man-eating beast, he couldn’t protect her, and letting go was actually for her good.

Godfery Shaw felt like soone trapped in an abyss, and when the only person reached out to him, he grabbed on tightly, refusing to let go.

But now, he’s not strong enough. If he insists on not letting go, he would drag Alia Wright into the abyss too.

Godfery Shaw hung his head low, droplets from his wet hair fell one by one, leaving dark marks on the unpaved floor.

He looked as desolate as a drenched dog, and asked softly, "If... if I can explain my fiancée to the public, would you change your attitude?"

Alia felt that the current Godfery Shaw was unlike the Godfery Shaw she knew.

How could that forever aloof and detached man be this humble?

She felt a mont of uncontrollable softness in her heart, but then forcibly steeled her heart.

She would soon die, and she would rather spend money to buy a man. The original purpose was to hide the child’s birth and to break cleanly from Godfery Shaw.

Unfortunately, Alia couldn’t recall the days her soul floated after her death in her previous life, or how after Godfery Shaw’s crazy revenge for her, he took his own life in front of her grave.

If she rembered these scenes she’d witnessed with her own eyes, she wouldn’t be drawing such a clear line in the sand.

Alia coldly shook her head: "Godfery, I’ve always had this attitude. Our marriage was originally an accident. Our separation actually has nothing to do with your fiancée. I was the one who first asked for a divorce."

Godfery Shaw’s heart trembled; these were things he subconsciously ignored.

Alia initially wanted to separate after he lost control and touched her; she said she felt it pointless and didn’t want to be entangled any longer.

She was never willing to marry him, rely a substitute, and a forced one at that.

He should have coldheartedly and rcilessly driven her away, just as he did after she was kidnapped, letting her stay away from danger.

But Godfery Shaw himself didn’t know why things beca like this unknowingly.

He felt like a schizophrenic.

On one hand, he staged a fake engagent grandiosely, pushing her away coldly to protect her.

Yet on the other hand, he couldn’t help but approach her repeatedly, losing his sense of proportion.

Godfery Shaw tugged at his tie, as it was like a lethal noose when rain-soaked, leaving him sowhat breathless, and he spoke in a low voice, "Alright, I understand, today I wasn’t in my right mind, sorry to bother you."

The tie was yanked off, and two buttons of his shirt ca off as well.

Droplets of water dripped from his hair onto his collarbone, then slipped into his shirt, paired with his inordinately handso face, exuding a kind of repressed asceticism.

Even soone as indifferent as Alia glanced away slightly, forced to admit that this man has enough charm to make most won’s hearts throb, let alone her own already affected heart.

Godfery Shaw saw Alia avert her gaze, even unwilling to look at him, and his heart felt bleak.

He didn’t take the towel from Alia’s hand and ca in drenched, leaving the sa way.

Without an umbrella, he gradually vanished into the rain.

Alia watched Godfery Shaw’s back, and let out a long sigh.

Her gaze gradually beca gentle and she murmured softly to herself, "Godfery Shaw, take care."

She felt a bit sad, but it was okay.

Endure it and it’ll be fine.

Godfery Shaw walked in the rain.

A few trusted aides followed behind him.

This old district was Elijah Jefferson’s territory. The Shaw family of Capital City and the Jefferson Estate were partners, maintaining a decorous friendship. On Elijah’s turf, the Shaw side wouldn’t go too far.

So Godfery Shaw could relax here slightly without worrying about being discovered by the Shaw family.

As he walked, he took out his phone and dialed Alia Wright’s number using Julius Shaw’s number.

"Hello, Alia, it’s raining so heavily today. I’m not in a good ntal state."

Not long after sending Godfery Shaw away, Alia received a call from Julius Shaw. Hearing his low spirits, she kindly comforted him: "Don’t be sad, rain washes the way for the sunny days to co."

"Alia, you’ll wait for , right?"

"I will."

After hanging up, a smile more sorrowful than tears appeared on Godfery Shaw’s face.

It’s okay, in the future, once he resolves the threat from the Shaw family, even approaching her as Julius Shaw won’t matter.

The trusted aides following Godfery Shaw thought of Hailey Smith at this mont.

Hailey Smith was always carefree and only knew how to fight. When he was around, everyone felt he was useless.

But now he wasn’t here, and at certain tis, people would think of him.

Like now, if Hailey was here, he’d surely have the guts to step up and comfort Godfery Shaw.

...

The next day.

Alia went out again.

Before going out, she notified Marsh Smith.

Today she’d be completing a transaction.

Her revenge against the Wright family was nearly complete, but there was still one thing she needed to reclaim.

That was the necklace Ava Wright had taken through threats from Godfery Shaw.

It was sothing her mother gave her, and Ava Wright didn’t deserve to have it.

Recently, Alia had been having soone keep an eye on Ava Wright. Without Marsh Smith’s support, Ava Wright was having a rough ti in the Smith family.

Her deception of impersonating Alia was exposed, and she could no longer scam money from her parents. Her extravagant spending had resulted in debts, and the creditors were coming after her, while Marsh had no intention of helping Ava pay them off.

Ava Wright, cornered, set her sights on that necklace.

The gems on the necklace were valuable, but Ava Wright couldn’t blatantly auction it.

If she auctioned it, not only would the Allen family notice, but Godfery Shaw would notice too. Given Godfery Shaw’s vengeful nature, he’d surely retaliate against Ava Wright, making her reluctant to take that risk.

So she quietly searched for a buyer in private.

The necklace that was once auctioned off for a billion dollars in the previous life had its price slashed to thirty million by Ava Wright, and the buyer happened to be Alia Wright.

Of course, if Alia just wanted the necklace back, she could simply tell Godfery Shaw.

But she didn’t, even becoming the buyer; not out of generosity, she just wanted to have so fun.

To avoid attention, Ava Wright chose a private box at a water-based restaurant for the transaction.

It was in a secluded place, and the water architecture wasn’t cheap, so there were hardly any people around.

Ava Wright had been waiting in the box early.

After her recent experiences, she figured it all out — everything else was fake, only money was real.

With the thirty million, she could leave Riverwood City, and a frugal life could sustain her for the rest of her days; as for her debts, she’d leave them to the Smith family.

As Ava Wright waited anxiously, soone knocked on the box door.

She exclaid excitedly, "Co in."

Alia Wright opened the box door.

Ava Wright’s expression changed instantly; she stood up and scread shrilly, "Alia Wright, why is it you!"