Amelia 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 come here full of anger, but when he saw Amelia Wright's face, his anger dissipated somewhat, and he hesitated.
Ava was the one who told him to start the live stream.
She said that Amelia 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, Amelia Wright would surely show her true feelings towards him.
Ava said she didn't intend to manipulate Amelia Wright, she just wanted Young Master Shaw to see Amelia Wright's true colors, so he wouldn't support Amelia 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 Amelia Wright anymore?
Amelia Wright would surely suffer.
At this moment, Amelia Wright said disgustedly, "Get up, who let you sit here?"
Marsh Smith's face immediately turned ugly, and he no longer hesitated, deciding instantly to teach Amelia Wright a lesson.
Ever since Amelia Wright married into the Shaw family, she's indeed been a bit too arrogant, as if she had become a different person.
He still preferred the Amelia Wright who was obedient, always agreeing with him.
Marsh Smith sighed and said, "Amelia, why do you have to be mad at me? I know you didn't willingly marry Young Master Shaw."
Amelia Wright's expression remained indifferent: "What do you want to say?"
Marsh Smith spoke with a gentle tone, tinged with empathy, "Amelia, my promise still stands. I'm now willing to let you be my woman, come with me, 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 Amelia Wright appeared fully on the screen.
The bullet chats were extremely 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 shameless!"
"I'm really angry for Young Master Shaw, I want to beat this unfaithful woman to death!"
All the bullet chats were cursing Amelia Wright.
In the Imperial Garden, Godfery Shaw's aura at this moment was permeated 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 camera.
Amelia 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 immediately sensed that this might be a setup against her.
Amelia 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 me here? Are you trying to target the Shaw family?"
Amelia Wright's strong line of questioning.
The live stream froze momentarily.
Marsh Smith also froze.
Indeed, Amelia Wright had never asked him for any promises, the proxy wedding thing was something he promised himself.
But Amelia 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: "Amelia, are you blaming me 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 me, can we stop this?"
Amelia Wright thought Marsh Smith's acting skills were really good.
No wonder in her past life, she was fooled for so many years.
Amelia 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 me soup just after I was discharged from the hospital?"
Amelia Wright clicked her tongue, "Sorry, the soup was for myself."
Saying this, Amelia 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, Amelia Wright still maintained this attitude.
He was furious and said, "Amelia 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 handsome, I'm willing!" Amelia Wright retorted confidently.
At this moment 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 immediately 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 shameless 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 come 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 Amelia returned to the Imperial Garden, Godfery Shaw was having lunch.
Amelia, unaware of the live stream, called out to Young Master casually.
But Godfery Shaw remembered that charming statement: "My husband is handsome," and his expression was a bit unnatural.
Amelia immediately went to the kitchen, dutifully showing Joyce the soup she had finished.
She received Joyce's satisfied praise.
Amelia 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 time 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 Amelia out, setting the tableware for her.
Then placed a few more exquisite dishes in front of Amelia.
Godfery Shaw had grown up eating these, he immediately 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 seemed to really like Joyce.