Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 5: Sheep into the Tiger’s Den

Editor: Henyee Translations

Alia Wright instinctively blurted out, "You... are Godfery Shaw?"

Upon hearing this, the man on the sofa instantly darkened his expression, "Do I look like my big brother?"

The man exuded an aura of danger.

In that instant, Alia felt as if she were being stared down by a bloodthirsty beast, as if saying the wrong word would get her throat bitten off.

Everyone knew the Shaw family had two sons.

The elder, Godfery Shaw.

The younger, Julius Shaw.

But no one ever ntioned that the elder and younger Shaw looked exactly alike!

Being stared at by such a gaze, Alia could only answer against her heart: "...Not really."

The alertness to danger made Alia put down the plate in her hand, turn around, and try to leave.

However, her wrist was suddenly pulled hard by soone, causing Alia to lose her balance and tumble backwards onto the sofa, feeling dizzy from the fall.

Julius Shaw was sitting on the sofa, leaning down, his slender fingers moving slowly from Alia’s face, gradually descending to her slender neck, stroking it lightly as he said, "Did I give you permission to leave?"

Seeing the face identical to Godfery Shaw’s doing such a thing, Alia felt a strange sense in her heart.

She scolded lightly: "Let go of , what do you want to do?"

Julius Shaw said seriously: "Do you think it’s a good idea if I break your legs? If your legs are broken, you can’t run."

Alia beca completely stiff.

The whole person was bewildered.

At this mont, she was fully convinced that the person in front of her was indeed Julius Shaw, entirely different from Godfery Shaw.

Godfery Shaw was indifferent and aggressive, like the sole king on his throne.

While Julius Shaw was moody, like a small devil wagging its tail lightly with horns.

Who would casually say sothing like breaking soone’s legs?

Just because they’re in a wheelchair, does everyone else have to be la too?

Is he a paranoid yandere?

Alia stiffly tried to keep her tone calm as she said: "I won’t run, just let go of first."

Julius Shaw, with eyes seemingly filled with stars, looked at Alia seriously, and after a while, he lightly shook his head and concluded, "You’re lying to ."

His eyes were so clean, clean enough that the violence inside was crystal clear.

Alia began to struggle.

But her body was already weak, her strength less than a child’s, and Julius Shaw suppressed her with just one hand; she couldn’t push him away.

At this mont, Alia suddenly noticed that Julius Shaw’s other hand was actually shackled.

A pair of handcuffs fastened his other hand to the armrest of the sofa, like it was ant to prevent him from doing sothing he shouldn’t do.

Alia was utterly shocked; what on earth was up with this young master of the Shaw family?

Is he so dangerous that even though he can’t walk, he has to be restrained?

If that’s the case, why did the butler want her to co to his room?

Did they intend to harm her?

Yet she had just married over in this life, she hadn’t offended the butler at all, there was no reason!

Alia desperately tried to recall any information about this young master, but from her previous life, her mories about the Shaw family were scant, let alone this mysterious younger master.

Now that the door to the room was closed, Alia felt like a lamb entering a tiger’s den.

It seed that after her resistance, Julius Shaw’s aura grew increasingly agitated, like he was seriously contemplating where he should break her leg first.

Alia tensed up all over, and in her fumbling, she grabbed the ceramic plate she had put down earlier, intending to smash it against Julius Shaw’s head, but hesitated for an instant.

The Shaw family wasn’t her enemy, and Godfery Shaw had even done her a favor.

If she hard the elder and then the younger, it would truly be a case of repaying kindness with enmity.

But just in that mont of hesitation, Alia belatedly realized her head felt dizzy; she shook her head, and the dizziness worsened.

Julius Shaw’s devil-like voice sounded: "Hmm? Forgot there’s calming incense burning in the room, how did you end up dizzy?"

Hearing these words, Alia’s heart gave a start, her eyelids grew heavy, and she slowly closed her eyes.

She felt like she was done for!

She hesitated too long to act, and now fainted, falling into the hands of this erratic Young Master Shaw, who knows what might happen.

After Alia fainted, Julius Shaw grasped her wrist tighter and tighter, as if there was an uncontrollable violence pressing inside him, he leaned down and fiercely kissed Alia’s lips.

The faint taste of blood spread between their lips and teeth.

Reason and rage struggled against each other.

Julius Shaw suddenly seed to wake up, he abruptly released Alia, retreating to sit at the other corner of the sofa, the handcuffs pulled tightly as if he dared not get closer; only by clutching the nearby calming incense burner in his arms did he gradually calm down.

He dared not look at Alia again, as if he feared he couldn’t restrain himself, would do sothing uncontrollable.

The tall man, just like that, pathetically held onto a calming incense burner.