Amelia Wright said she wanted to return to the Imperial Garden. Emma Lewis disagreed, "I don’t agree with you going back. Who knows what kind of madness Godfery Shaw will act out again? He used to seem like a cold, unapproachable person, but behind the scenes, he’s capable of such twisted things." Amelia Wright’s gaze was calm, "I promised him I would return." "So what if you promised?" Emma Lewis seemed to explode, "Amelia, what are you thinking? After how Godfery Shaw treated you, don’t you hate him? Yet you still want to see him." Amelia Wright shook her head, "I don’t hate him. There are many things you don’t understand." Emma Lewis’s shoulders slumped as she pitifully said, "I don’t understand, so why don’t you tell me? Aren’t we brothers... friends?" Emma originally wanted to say siblings but awkwardly corrected herself to say friends. "Hmm, we are friends, so there are some things I can’t let you get involved with." Amelia Wright’s tone remained calm, as if discussing matters neutrally. Emma Lewis’s shoulders slumped even lower. She felt that what Amelia said made no sense, but she didn’t know how to refute it. Emma Lewis didn’t realize that Amelia considered her a true friend, which is why she didn’t want her to get involved. Emma Lewis was a bit angry, "Even if you have to meet, Godfery Shaw should come to see you. You can’t even walk, how are you going to meet him? Call him and make him come over!" Amelia Wright thought that made sense and was about to make a call when she realized her phone was missing. A flicker of surprise flashed through her affectionate eyes, then she gazed hopefully at Emma Lewis, "Emma, my phone is missing. Can I borrow yours to make a call?" Looking at Amelia’s delicate and vulnerable appearance, Emma Lewis couldn’t stay mad. Oh well, since Amelia is so fragile, making allowances is only right. Emma Lewis handed her phone to Amelia Wright. Amelia dialed Godfery Shaw’s number. She had dialed this number so many times in her past life that she remembered it by heart. As it connected, Amelia suddenly remembered she meant to call Julius Shaw but had dialed Godfery’s number. Just as she was about to hang up, the call connected. A man’s voice, as cold as frost, came through the receiver, "Who?" Amelia could only respond, "It’s me." The coldness on the other end seemed to thaw, and the voice sounded somewhat aggrieved, "Amelia, you said you would come back." Amelia was stunned; it wasn’t Godfery Shaw on the other end, it was Julius Shaw. Why was Julius Shaw holding Godfery’s phone? At that moment, Amelia couldn’t think any further. Godfery Shaw’s long wait in the Imperial Garden had negated the effects of his medication, leaving him in a semi-lucid state. He asked again, "Amelia, you promised you’d come back." Although it sounded like a tender request, there was a latent hostility, as if something unpredictable might happen if Amelia didn’t return. Amelia composed herself, "My legs make it difficult to move. Come to 32 Old Town instead." After Amelia spoke, there was a sudden loud bang on the other end, as if something was knocked over. She was about to ask when she heard an eager voice, "Amelia, are you inviting me to your home?" Amelia said, "...Sort of." "Okay, I’m on my way. Amelia, wait for me." After the call, Amelia returned the phone to Emma Lewis, "Emma, go home and rest." Emma Lewis said angrily, "Hmph, I’m leaving." Emma Lewis left Amelia’s small house but couldn’t leave at ease, so she turned to the next door. She knocked on the door, then went straight in and said to Hailey Smith, "I’m staying here tonight." Hailey Smith was taken aback, "You... want to stay here?" Emma Lewis retorted angrily, "What, I don’t mind you being guys; do you mind me being a girl?" Hailey Smith, a little intimidated by Emma, tugged on her brother Basil Smith’s sleeve, "Bro, she wouldn’t actually stay here to beat you up, would she?" The room had just one bed and one sofa. Hailey Smith had originally planned to sleep on the sofa while her brother took the bed. Hailey Smith worried his brother might get beaten up and suggested, "Bro, why don’t you sleep on the floor?" Basil Smith was just about to get up. Emma Lewis, with bravado, said, "No need, I’ll sleep on the floor." Her eyes seemed to say she wouldn’t take things from weaker people. Hailey Smith felt his brother was being belittled again; since childhood in the orphanage, many thought his brother was frail like a girl. Emma Lewis laid out a floor mat and lay down to sleep, conserving her energy. If there was any noise next door, she’d rush over to help in time. Basil Smith slept on the bed and, for the usually composed him, had a restless sleep. Shortly after Amelia finished the call, there was a knock on the door. Emily Allen answered the door and let Godfery Shaw in. Amelia Wright felt very conflicted about this person now. The person she once held dear in her heart had become two men. She did not wish to discuss matters of the heart with anyone; she felt reborn into a vendetta where love had no place, so once she realized her intentions with Godfery Shaw were off, she immediately wanted to withdraw. But Julius Shaw was different from Godfery Shaw. Julius Shaw’s mental state was obviously problematic. Amelia Wright had long noticed that his emotions were uncontrollable, an indignant and sickly obsession. Amelia couldn’t accept the normal Godfery Shaw approaching her. However, she could accept the abnormal Julius Shaw getting close. Just as she only allowed those who already lived in twisted suffering, like Emily Allen and Julius Shaw, to approach her. This wasn’t love, but rather empathy and pity she felt for them. Just like the pity she felt for herself. Soon as Julius Shaw entered, he looked at her legs. Amelia immediately said, "Julius Shaw, there’s just one thing: you must not use drugs to control my movements any longer." Godfery Shaw gazed at Amelia Wright, listening to her words without responding. Amelia met his gaze, "If you don’t let me do what I need to, I will die. If I’m dead, we can’t live together anymore." The source of thɪs content is novel·fıre·net Amelia’s eyes were firm, stating a fact: if she couldn’t fulfill her vengeance, indeed she would die. In his unstable state, Godfery Shaw was not afraid of death; he even welcomed dying with Amelia. However, he wanted even more to live together with Amelia. Under this gaze, Godfery Shaw asked, "You want to live with me together?" "Yes, if that’s what you want." Just like taking in Emily Allen, she was just taking in another. Godfery Shaw liked Amelia’s calm demeanor, and like someone bewitched, he unconsciously nodded, "Okay, I agree." Amelia felt relieved; she knew that people with overly obsessive minds often can’t control their thoughts. Amelia gave Julius Shaw a leather cord bracelet, "This is for you to wear. If you can’t control your thoughts, pretend it’s a lock, and it will bind your out-of-control mind." Godfery Shaw suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the bracelet, "Is this... a gift from Amelia to me?" Amelia was momentarily taken aback; it was a gift from the Cloudglow Design Department for VIPs—she just happened to have one at home. Though not, it was indeed personally designed by her. So Amelia said, "Yes, it’s a gift from me to you." Godfery Shaw held the bracelet, his composure faltering. Amelia gave him a gift!!!