Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 82: We Are Not Friends

Emma Lewis originally wanted to take Alia Wright back to her own ho.

Can people live in that old neighborhood?

But seeing Alia Wright in such poor condition right now, she didn’t dare to argue with her, fearing she might provoke her.

Emma Lewis called Hailey Smith over and asked, "Can your hand still drive?"

Hailey Smith imdiately fixed his dislocated arm, nodding, "No problem."

The young lord had so restraint in his actions, only a dislocation, not a fracture.

Perhaps because Hailey Smith saved Alia Wright, Emma Lewis was relatively polite to him, "Alright, you drive, let’s go."

The three of them returned to number 32 in the old neighborhood. The one-bedroom apartnt was too small, so Hailey Smith, a big man, stayed outside guarding the door.

Emma Lewis placed Alia Wright on the small bed in the room and glanced at the surroundings. The place was the size of a palm, but it was tidily arranged. Knowing this was Alia Wright’s residence, Emma Lewis actually found it quite nice.

Alia Wright didn’t pass out, she was just overly weak physically. Seeing that she was ho, she tried to get out of bed.

Emma Lewis hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "I’ll help you with whatever you need to do. Don’t get out of bed in your condition."

Alia Wright paused for a mont and softly said, "Could you bring the dicine from the kitchen?"

"Okay, lie down, I’ll get it for you."

Alia Wright leaned back on the bed while Emma Lewis hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

She saw so leftover Chinese herbal dicine in the kitchen. On the table was a bowl of decocted dicine, which she heated up a bit before bringing it out.

After handing it to Alia Wright, Emma Lewis asked, "What dicine is this? Your body is so weak, what’s wrong? Every ti I see you, you’re sicker than before. How about I have my uncle look at you?"

Alia Wright paused with the dicine bowl in her hand and then shook her head, "No need, I’ve just been frail since birth. I’ve already had it checked, taking my dicine on ti will be fine."

Since Alia Wright didn’t want her to, Emma Lewis didn’t insist and thought about everything that happened today at the Imperial Garden, feeling a bit heavy-hearted.

"Alright, just rember to take your dicine on ti. Don’t be too sad; it’s rare to find a three-legged toad, but not a two-legged man. It’s not necessarily going to be soone from the Shaw family."

Alia Wright finished the bitter concoction in one gulp, "I’m not sad."

Emma Lewis thought to herself that Alia Wright was just being stubborn. Did she think she couldn’t see through it?

But she didn’t expose Alia Wright, instead cheerfully changing the topic.

Emma Lewis smiled brightly and said, "Speaking of which, thank you for coming specifically to save today. I truly haven’t wasted our friendship!"

Alia Wright looked at Emma Lewis seriously, "You saved before; I’m just repaying your kindness. We’re not friends, and I won’t have friends."

Alia Wright felt she didn’t need friends, or family, or lovers.

She was like a stone that couldn’t be ward, inherently distant from everyone, including Robert Reed and Emma Lewis who were good to her.

Upon hearing that, Frank Lewis’s sharp eyebrows tightened into a straight line.

She suddenly lunged at Alia Wright lying on the bed, tickling her playfully, arrogantly saying, "Who are you saying you’re not friends with? Explain it to . But if you don’t want to be friends, we can be siblings. Call brother and see if I dare to agree!"

Alia Wright never expected Emma Lewis to do this. She had always been cold and indifferent, like an ice sculpture of a flower—beautiful but cold and prickly to touch. No one would get excessively close to Alia Wright.

But Emma Lewis seed completely unafraid of this coldness.

Alia Wright feared being tickled; as soon as Emma Lewis reached out to her, she couldn’t help but struggle and laugh, "Emma Lewis! You... haha, let go..."

Emma Lewis triumphantly asked, "So, are we friends?"

Alia Wright laughed so hard that tears ca out, completely unable to resist under Emma Lewis’s hand, she could only reply with a trembling voice, "Yes... yes, friends."

Only then did Emma Lewis generously let go, smoothing the hair Alia Wright ssed up while struggling, "Good girl!"

Alia Wright: "..."

Alia Wright wasn’t afraid of people being harsh to her or threatening her, but she never imagined soone would insist on being friends by tickling her.

Is soone like her really worthy of having friends?

Emma Lewis is so pure.

Not the pretense like Evelyn Dawson, but her soul is purely clean.

The eldest daughter of the Lewis family in Capital City was worry-free since childhood, loved by her family, carrying the patriotic sentint of a military family, living brightly and righteously.

Alia Wright felt so filthy, how could she be friends with soone like that?

Alia Wright’s face that was flushed from laughing gradually paled again.

Emma Lewis reached out to pinch Alia Wright’s face, looking like an older brother, "Have a good rest. I’ll be off now, and I’ll find soone reliable to take care of you later."

Emma Lewis was actually thinking about whether her antics had improved Alia Wright’s mood.

Alia Wright’s little face turned red from being pinched, and in front of Emma Lewis, she couldn’t imrse herself in her own sorrowful and chaotic emotions, being forcefully led by Emma Lewis.

Just as Alia Wright was about to say she didn’t need anyone to take care of her, Hailey Smith’s voice suddenly ca from the door.

"Uh... well... anyway, I got kicked out of Imperial Garden, so I’ll take care of the young lady from now on."

"Oh, I almost forgot about him," Emma Lewis imdiately opened the door, appraising Hailey Smith, "Great skills, even dared to take on Godfery Shaw, I’m impressed! Alright, it’s settled."

Emma Lewis made the decision strongly, forcing Alia Wright to lie down and covering her with the quilt.

Then she took Alia Wright’s phone and saved her own number in it, telling Alia Wright, "I’m going to have a chat with the boy at the door. You rest well and call if you need anything."

Alia Wright remained silent.

Emma Lewis raised an eyebrow, looking like she’d take action if Alia didn’t respond.

Alia Wright finally compromised, "Hmm."

Emma Lewis then swaggered out of the room.

Fragnted whispers at the door were too faint for Alia Wright to hear clearly, and she fell into a drowsy sleep after taking the dicine.

After Emma Lewis finished instructing Hailey Smith, she left, thinking that she knew many talented young n and would introduce one to Alia Wright, making Godfery Shaw regret!

Hailey Smith happily guarded the door, bought two buns from the corner of the street, and started contentedly eating them, feeling like a secret agent sent by the young lord, taking on the great mission of protecting the young madam.

Everyone had their own thoughts and plans, yet nobody knew that Alia Wright was pregnant.

Nor did anyone know that having been reborn once, Alia Wright, apart from Godfery Shaw, couldn’t possibly have feelings for anyone else.

She would easily develop feelings for Godfery Shaw because of the bond from the five years in her past life.

There would be no one else apart from Godfery Shaw.

But now, Godfery Shaw was no longer hers.

Even though she pushed him away with her own hands, she still felt sorrow.

...

After Hailey Smith stayed, he found that the old neighborhood was actually quite safe, and everyone was quite friendly to the young madam.

His only use seed to be picking up and dropping off Emily Allen from kindergarten...