Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 36: Live Broadcast

Editor: Henyee Translations

Alia Wright looked at Marsh Smith in front of her and frowned discontentedly.

She wasn’t aware of the live stream, but she instinctively felt repulsed by Marsh Smith’s presence here.

Marsh Smith had initially co here full of anger, but when he saw Alia Wright’s face, his anger dissipated sowhat, and he hesitated.

Ava was the one who told him to start the live stream.

She said that Alia Wright, having married into the Shaw family, disregards Ava now, and used to resent Ava’s excellence, but now it has only worsened.

Ava cried sadly and said to start the live stream, that in private interactions like these, Alia Wright would surely show her true feelings towards him.

Ava said she didn’t intend to manipulate Alia Wright, she just wanted Young Master Shaw to see Alia Wright’s true colors, so he wouldn’t support Alia to make things difficult for her anymore.

But if Young Master Shaw really saw such a live stream, would it just be about not supporting Alia Wright anymore?

Alia Wright would surely suffer.

At this mont, Alia Wright said disgustedly, "Get up, who let you sit here?"

Marsh Smith’s face imdiately turned ugly, and he no longer hesitated, deciding instantly to teach Alia Wright a lesson.

Ever since Alia Wright married into the Shaw family, she’s indeed been a bit too arrogant, as if she had beco a different person.

He still preferred the Alia Wright who was obedient, always agreeing with him.

Marsh Smith sighed and said, "Alia, why do you have to be mad at ? I know you didn’t willingly marry Young Master Shaw."

Alia Wright’s expression remained indifferent: "What do you want to say?"

Marsh Smith spoke with a gentle tone, tinged with empathy, "Alia, my promise still stands. I’m now willing to let you be my woman, co with , I’ll take you abroad."

At this point, the number of viewers watching the live stream was increasing.

The man in the video didn’t show his face, only Alia Wright appeared fully on the screen.

The bullet chats were extrely lively.

"Oh my god, that’s the adopted daughter who married Young Master Shaw!"

"She’s hardly been married a few days and already wants to elope with another man, how shaless!"

"I’m really angry for Young Master Shaw, I want to beat this unfaithful woman to death!"

All the bullet chats were cursing Alia Wright.

In the Imperial Garden, Godfery Shaw’s aura at this mont was perated with a kind of destructive darkness.

She had been avoiding him recently, but went to see Marsh Smith, did she really want to leave?

Basil Smith felt a chill down his spine, praying that Young Madam wouldn’t do anything betraying, or it would truly be over.

In the cara.

Alia Wright sneered at Marsh Smith’s words.

If Marsh Smith had said these words to her in a previous life, her problematic mind would have agreed without thinking.

But now that Marsh Smith was saying these things to her, she only felt disgusted and imdiately sensed that this might be a setup against her.

Alia Wright said coldly, "Marsh Smith, when did I ever ask for your promise? I’m doing just fine in the Shaw family, why would I go with you? What are you trying to tell here? Are you trying to target the Shaw family?"

Alia Wright’s strong line of questioning.

The live stream froze montarily.

Marsh Smith also froze.

Indeed, Alia Wright had never asked him for any promises, the proxy wedding thing was sothing he promised himself.

But Alia Wright liked him, didn’t she? These past two years she chased after him, even confessed publicly once.

Could it be that she suddenly doesn’t like him anymore?

This is impossible.

Marsh Smith suppressed his inner frustration: "Alia, are you blaming for ignoring you all these years? In fact, it’s not that I don’t have feelings for you, I’ve read your love letters, I know you like , can we stop this?"

Alia Wright thought Marsh Smith’s acting skills were really good.

No wonder in her past life, she was fooled for so many years.

Alia Wright, just recovering from illness, yawned wearily, "Liking a jerk or two when you’re young and ignorant, what’s the big deal?"

Marsh Smith’s face turned red: "You still won’t admit it to yourself! Otherwise why did you bring soup just after I was discharged from the hospital?"

Alia Wright clicked her tongue, "Sorry, the soup was for myself."

Saying this, Alia Wright poured herself the last half cup, and drank it leisurely.

The viewers of the live stream were simply amused to death.

"Hahaha, this self-absorbed man is delusional!"

"Look at the young lady drinking so elegantly, this annoying man must be fuming."

"I thought it really was a rich lady having an affair, turns out he’s just a sleazy guy pestering her."

Marsh Smith didn’t expect that despite everything, Alia Wright still maintained this attitude.

He was furious and said, "Alia Wright! The Shaw family isn’t as good as you think, Young Master Shaw has no say in the family, and you don’t know how terrifying Godfery Shaw is, marrying into the Shaw family won’t end well for you."

"So what if it doesn’t end well, my husband looks handso, I’m willing!" Alia Wright retorted confidently.

At this mont in the Imperial Garden, that dark aura gradually turned to light.

Basil Smith looked at his master, as if all the gloom had been dispelled, there was even a faint smile playing on his lips.

Master is actually smiling?

Basil Smith wiped his glasses to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.

Godfery Shaw asked expressionlessly, "Wasn’t Hailey Smith supposed to be by her side? Where is he?"

Although his master still appeared cold, Basil Smith obviously felt that his master’s mood was good, he imdiately replied, "I’ll contact Hailey Smith right away to make sure he protects Young Madam."

At this point, the direction of the live stream bullet chats shifted completely, now criticizing Marsh Smith.

"Young lady is so beautiful, scumbag, please stay away!"

"The young lady is right, what’s the big deal about liking a scumbag when you’re young."

"Host, who is this shaless man who doesn’t dare show his face?"

"..."

Hailey Smith entered the café with a swagger, holding skewers of lamb.

Seeing the man opposite Young Madam from afar, Hailey Smith rushed over, slapping the skewers down on the table, "Where did this dog co from, get lost, how dare you hit on our Young Madam?"

The oil from the skewers splattered onto Marsh Smith’s clothes.

Marsh Smith stood up quickly and retreated a few steps.

Hailey Smith threatened, "If you don’t leave, young master here will throw you out."

Marsh Smith left in disgrace, and the person he had arranged to handle the live stream also hurriedly stopped the broadcast and sneaked out behind him.

Only leaving the last wave of bullet chats.

"Haha, this bodyguard is so cute."

"Exactly, chase away this annoying man hitting on her."

"Don’t hit him with the skewers, pick them up, and wash them, they can still be eaten!"

...

When Alia returned to the Imperial Garden, Godfery Shaw was having lunch.

Alia, unaware of the live stream, called out to Young Master casually.

But Godfery Shaw rembered that charming statent: "My husband is handso," and his expression was a bit unnatural.

Alia imdiately went to the kitchen, dutifully showing Joyce the soup she had finished.

She received Joyce’s satisfied praise.

Alia stood quietly beside her, with a hint of a faint, elusive smile on her lips.

Not the kind of smile that carried madness and despair all the ti on her face.

But a gentle smile, like she was genuinely happy.

Godfery Shaw noticed the way she looked at Joyce in the kitchen, was she really that fond of Joyce?

He had never seen her show such an expression to anyone.

Joyce had already brought Alia out, setting the tableware for her.

Then placed a few more exquisite dishes in front of Alia.

Godfery Shaw had grown up eating these, he imdiately recognized Joyce’s culinary skills, and looked up at Joyce.

Joyce stated matter-of-factly, "Young Master, you’re strong and healthy, you can eat anything, but our Young Madam is delicate and weak, she needs to be well cared for, please don’t snatch her food."

Godfery Shaw clearly felt that the little woman opposite him was even more elated.

She seed to really like Joyce.