Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 55: Godfery Shaw, Let’s Get a Divorce

Hailey Smith looked at Young Mrs. Shaw with a peculiar expression.

Not returning to see Young Master Shaw requires Young Master Shaw to co out and et?

Lately, Young Master Shaw has been doing whatever Young Mrs. Shaw wants, yet she treats him with an emotionless attitude, as if looking at soone insane.

Young Mrs. Shaw is such a clever person, how could she never guess that Young Master Shaw and Julius Shaw are the sa person?

I really wonder what will happen when one day Young Mrs. Shaw finds out Young Master Shaw and Julius Shaw are the sa person...

Hailey Smith stamred, "Um... well... I’ll try my best."

"Okay, then take to the café across from the First Hospital to wait for him."

"...?" He only said he’d try, not that he agreed!

Hailey Smith, helplessly, had no choice but to take Young Mrs. Shaw to the café, and then secretly called Young Master Shaw.

The problem is Young Master Shaw may not necessarily be able to go out now.

Peace is temporary; seeing familiar people from the Imperial Garden will make him lose control, let alone people outside.

The call connected, and after Hailey Smith explained the situation, he heard Young Master Shaw calmly say, "Clear out that café, I’ll co over."

"Alright, I’ll do it imdiately."

Hailey Smith thought Young Master Shaw really spoiled Young Mrs. Shaw too much.

At this rate, Young Mrs. Shaw, not having a heart of steel, will soften one day, right?

...

The café was quickly cleared out.

Alia Wright quietly waited in the café.

She wanted to see Godfery Shaw to confirm whether his injuries were healed; that’s all.

She didn’t wait long before she saw the tall man walking towards her, his silhouette slightly softened, like a layer of gentle light was cast upon him.

Godfery Shaw sat across from Alia Wright, his tone steady, saying, "You wanted to see ?"

Alia originally thought she simply wanted to see him, to check if his injuries were healed.

But the mont Godfery Shaw appeared, a multitude of emotions never felt before instantly surged in her mind.

She recalled the events of the past few days — him rescuing her from the fire, posing as Julius Shaw to accompany her to parties, rushing out at the racetrack to save her.

Does he like her?

But how could she, crawling out from blood and hatred, deserve his love?

If he keeps getting closer, those monsters nad madness suppressed in her heart will one day crawl out and drag Godfery Shaw into hell too.

In the confinent room, the relentless hostility reminded Alia.

Just as she couldn’t disturb her family.

She couldn’t get too close to Godfery Shaw either.

She is now just a blade without a sheath.

Soday, she will hurt Godfery Shaw.

Before she fully falls for him, still able to leave steadfastly, she should withdraw early.

Alia quickly restrained her emotions, instantly becoming cold and distant: "Is your injury okay?"

Once Godfery Shaw left the Imperial Garden, he seed like a completely different person.

In the Imperial Garden, he’d be gentle and doting towards Alia, but outside, those chaotic emotions were harder to suppress.

His entire deanor was no longer gentle, but turned dark and intimidating, his gaze fixed on Alia as if she was his possession, assertive yet restrained.

His voice grew even deeper: "It’s fine."

The tone was so cold it was as if they were strangers, carrying an aloofness telling everyone to stay away.

But now Alia knows that Godfery Shaw feels differently towards her.

But she cannot let this difference develop uncontrollably.

"Really okay? Let see." Alia suddenly stood up, naturally climbing onto Godfery Shaw’s lap.

She sat weakly in Godfery Shaw’s arms, reaching to caress his face.

Godfery Shaw’s eyes deepened, dark and unclear.

Alia’s hand went down from Godfery Shaw’s face, pausing at his neck: "There’s a cut here, is it from the racetrack incident?"

Only then did Godfery Shaw understand Alia’s intention.

He murmured affirmatively.

Alia rolled up Godfery Shaw’s sleeve, pointing at his wrist and up: "Is this from the fire?"

Godfery Shaw again murmured affirmatively.

Her slender fingers rested on Godfery Shaw’s chest: "This was scratched by with a gemstone."

She gently rubbed the scar, her fingertips moving down slowly, tempting like a spell.

Godfery Shaw’s breathing quickened slightly.

Alia mused softly: "The wound on your abdon was from glass shards at the racetrack, right?"

Godfery Shaw leaned back, with a handso face that was both restrained and alluring, captivating.

Alia suddenly looked into Godfery Shaw’s eyes, laughing coyly: "Oh! Godfery Shaw, you’re so good to , could it be that you like ?"

Godfery Shaw’s face darkened slightly.

Alia laughed with eyes slightly narrowed, her eye tail holding a rciless mockery: "Haha, even Young Master Shaw has fallen for soone. What are you thinking? I’m rely forced into this marriage, how could I like you? I promised not to divorce only because I need the identity of Young Mrs. Shaw."

The suppression of Godfery Shaw’s violent emotions grew even stronger in his eyes.

He suddenly leaned down, kissing Alia Wright’s lips without any warning.

Alia’s mocking gaze froze.

What’s he doing?

Alia bit down slightly with force, and Godfery Shaw let her go.

Alia wiped the blood off her lips, saying coldly: "Tch, I don’t feel anything from your kiss, Godfery Shaw, be a good Young Master Shaw, I don’t need your help, nor your rescue. Stay away from in the future, okay? You annoy !"

When Alia said these words, her heart stuttered, feeling sowhat sour.

She hadn’t wanted it to be this way.

In her past life, she and Godfery Shaw tangled for five years, and there was no problem.

This lifeti, how did everything so easily change?

All she wanted was the identity of Young Mrs. Shaw.

If she couldn’t resist getting closer, if there’s a possibility to hurt Godfery Shaw.

Then this identity of Young Mrs. Shaw, she would give up.

Alia withdrew from Godfery Shaw’s lap, coldly and without hesitation, as if very casually saying: "Godfery Shaw, let’s divorce, this is aningless."

Godfery Shaw was at this mont in extre suppression and restraint.

He had planned to tell her the truth once her eyesight recovered, and stop suppressing his feelings for her.

But reality hit him hard.

Alia doesn’t truly like him.

This marriage, to her, was never protection, but a cage.

Indeed, she no longer likes Marsh Smith, but she never truly liked him either...

...

At this mont, the café was cleared out, with no one inside.

But no one expected that in the alley behind the café close to the First Hospital, through the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, Alia Wright’s position could be clearly seen.

Ava Wright had brought Oliver Wright, who was sick with anger, to the hospital.

Just stepping out of the hospital, she stared wide-eyed at the people in the café not far away.

Her whole body stiffened.

That vile woman Alia Wright, what is she doing!

She obviously married Julius Shaw, yet she’s sitting on Young Master Shaw’s lap.

She... she even reached out to touch Young Master Shaw.

They even kissed.

Shaful! Shaless! Slut!

Ava Wright was instantly overwheld by jealousy, secretly taking several pictures with her phone.

She wants everyone to know the true face of Alia Wright!