Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 50: I Just Want to Be Good to Amelia

At this mont, in the Imperial Garden, aside from Godfery Shaw and Alia Wright, there was indeed not another person present.

As usual, after Godfery Shaw got injured, the Imperial Garden would be cleared of idle people.

Only this ti, Godfery Shaw’s condition was hard to explain with common logic.

Basil Smith, Joyce, and the other confidants dared not enter the Imperial Garden because although the eldest young master appeared emotionally stable, he would erupt with bloodlust and violence the mont he saw anyone other than the Young Madam.

After all these years, it was finally possible that the eldest young master’s instability could be controlled. How could they dare provoke him?

As for the injury from the car race, as long as the bleeding stopped, it would be fine.

Right now, the Young Madam was more important, and the eldest young master... as long as he’s alive... it’s fine...

So all these confidants waited outside the Imperial Garden.

On one hand, observing the eldest young master’s condition, while on the other, ensuring no one approached the Imperial Garden.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows at this mont, they saw the eldest young master carrying the Young Madam downstairs, placing her on a dining chair, then heading to the kitchen.

Basil Smith and the others looked at each other in bewildernt.

Hailey Smith blurted out after holding back for a long ti, "Is the eldest young master going to cook for the Young Madam? Can he cook?"

Joyce replied, "The eldest young master can cook, and his cooking isn’t bad."

Outside the villa, it beca silent again.

...

Sitting on the dining chair, Alia Wright frowned.

Her inability to see made her feel uneasy, as if the whole world was shrouded in darkness, and the darkness was full of danger.

This overly quiet Imperial Garden really seed deserted. Where had everyone gone?

Had Julius Shaw driven them all away?

Taking advantage that Godfery Shaw was in the hospital, was Julius Shaw really acting so recklessly?

She had no idea how Godfery Shaw was doing...

Thinking of the blood at the racetrack, Alia Wright, usually cold-hearted, felt a slight tremor in her heart.

Footsteps interrupted Alia Wright’s thoughts.

Godfery Shaw ca out holding food and said, "Alia, I made so noodles for you, just to fill your stomach a bit."

He sat opposite Alia Wright and lifted the noodles to her mouth.

But Alia Wright didn’t open her mouth at all and coldly pushed it away with her hand.

"Crash."

The noodle bowl shattered.

When the bowl fell, Godfery Shaw protected Alia Wright’s outstretched hand, and so of the hot noodle soup splashed onto his hand.

Godfery Shaw didn’t get angry, just confird that the noodle soup didn’t splash on Alia Wright: "It’s fine, I’ll make it again."

Godfery Shaw returned to the kitchen, and shortly after, brought out more noodles.

This unperturbed and unagitated deanor of Godfery Shaw made Alia Wright inexplicably irritable.

Unable to bear it any longer, she asked, "Julius Shaw, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I... just want to be good to Alia."

Those excessively suppressed emotions exploded completely due to this accident.

The more they had been previously suppressed, the stronger the rebound now.

Alia Wright sneered, "Be good to ? Then can you let leave Imperial Garden?"

Godfery Shaw refused, "You can’t see right now; leaving would be unsafe. Once your eyesight returns, you can go."

Alia Wright asked again, "So I can’t leave, but can I see people from the outside?"

Godfery Shaw frowned and remained silent.

Alia Wright couldn’t see Godfery Shaw’s face, just heard the silence from the other side. A touch of sarcasm played on her lips, being good to her was just an excuse to imprison her.

She wouldn’t trust anyone.

Except for her family, only Godfery Shaw in a past life was good to her for five years.

"You can, who do you want to see?" Godfery’s tone was indulgent yet sowhat helpless.

The sarcasm on Alia Wright’s lips was quelled by this response.

This man had chased everyone out of Imperial Garden, would he really let her et people from outside?

Alia Wright decisively said, "I want to see Hamilton from the racetrack earlier."

In reality, she wanted to see Godfery Shaw, but ntioning him might provoke Julius Shaw like during their first eting.

After all, she was too weak to stand steadily, let alone resist.

Godfery Shaw nodded, picking up the noodles, and brought them to Alia Wright’s mouth as if coaxing a child: "Alright, eat first, and I’ll bring the person to you."

Upon hearing this tone, Alia Wright furrowed her brows.

This tone made it seem like he really cherished her, yet they weren’t familiar to that extent; they had only competed against each other twice.

Alia Wright opened her mouth to eat.

After she finished eating, Godfery Shaw made a phone call outside, instructing soone to bring Hamilton over.

The people spying outside the Imperial Garden erupted into chaos.

Hailey Smith looked longingly at his brother, "Bro, the eldest young master is like this, none of us can see him. Can he really et outsiders?"

Basil Smith furrowed his brows, "I’m not sure either."

Hailey Smith looked troubled, "But the eldest young master called ; I can’t be uncertain. Should I bring the person over or not? Bringing them might provoke the eldest young master, but not doing it could also provoke him."

The confidants were all at a loss.

Instead, Joyce confidently assured, "Bring them over, the Young Madam is here, nothing will happen."

Basil Smith finally gritted his teeth and decided, "Arrange for so people to bring the person over."

...

After handling the matter at the racetrack, Hamilton hadn’t left for the past two days.

Primarily because he was afraid Alia Wright couldn’t find him, he left in a hurry last ti and didn’t leave any contact information.

Which young master from which family was it?

Hamilton had thought about inquiring through Elijah Jefferson, only to find Elijah was nowhere to be seen.

While watching the races, completely bored, Hamilton suddenly saw a group of people approach him. Without a word, they covered his head with a black cloth and took him away, leaving no room for resistance.

Hamilton thought it was over; he had been kidnapped!

What good could co from kidnapping a small fry like him? It had to be about his sister.

He would surely beco a blemish for his sister, causing trouble for her.

After an unknown amount of ti, Hamilton felt the car stop. He was pushed forward, then the black cloth on his head was removed.

Seeing the villa before him, Hamilton was stunned.

Imperial Garden???

Even if he was inexperienced, he knew a lot about the upper circles of Riverwood City from his sister.

This uniquely designed estate villa, he knew it.

It was said that the outside grounds offer lots of enjoyable activities, a racetrack, golf course, orchard, winery, tea garden...

In any case, it was sowhere beyond his reach.

Was it the Shaw family’s eldest young master who kidnapped him?

No, not kidnapping, the Shaw family’s eldest young master wouldn’t need to kidnap him.

Then why was he brought here?

Hailey Smith pushed him into the villa without entering himself, only instructed, "Go to the guest room on the far left of the first floor, soone wants to see you."

Hamilton nodded obediently.

Though he was usually arrogant, he knew his limits.

Imperial Garden was not a place he could act recklessly.

Once inside the villa, Hamilton found it empty, as if he was about to be silenced.

The further he walked, the more he started to sweat, unable to suppress his anxiety.

Seeing the guest room, he hesitated but finally opened the door.

Then he saw an angel.

An exquisite face, ethereal eyes, dressed in a white dress, her skin white as snow, sitting fragilely on a chair. She wore no shoes or socks, her toes like jade pearls seed to glow.

"What are you looking at!"

A deep male voice, filled with nace, jolted Hamilton awake.