Amelia Wright agreed so inexplicably. By the time she realized it, she had already left the café with Elijah Jefferson. Like a successful matchmaking couple, they left together amidst envious glances. Once away from the crowded place, Amelia tugged at Elijah’s sleeve. Elijah turned to look at Amelia: "What’s wrong?" Amelia whispered: "The reason I asked Anna to find a man for me was mainly to create a diversion." "A diversion for what?" Amelia checked that there was no one around, then lowered her voice even more: "I’m pregnant." Elijah stopped walking: "Does he know?" Amelia shook her head: "He doesn’t know, and I don’t want him to know. That’s why I asked Anna to find me a fake boyfriend. Elijah, this could be a bit troublesome, and you really don’t need to do this. You can consider that money as my investment in the old district, just repay me in the future." Elijah glanced at Amelia’s barely noticeable belly, thinking about his unrequited infatuation, and let out a sigh internally: "I’m the kind of person who’s least afraid of trouble." Amelia found herself at a loss for words. Elijah grabbed Amelia’s wrist and said in a clear voice, "Let’s go, it’s settled then. From now on, you’re officially my girlfriend." Elijah didn’t hold Amelia’s hand; he knew his boundaries because they were just friends. Elijah led Amelia to the parking lot. Elijah had come on a motorcycle today. A very cool black motorcycle; Elijah walked over and casually leaned against it, with his clean, sharp haircut, healthy bronze skin, and a blue sapphire gleaming in his right ear, looking really cool. He gestured with his chin towards Amelia: "Get on, I’ll take you back." Amelia glanced at her own belly. Ever since she felt the baby move last time, Amelia hadn’t done anything reckless anymore. She truly began to restrain her madness, deciding to protect the child well. Elijah’s gaze followed Amelia’s and then scratched his head: "Don’t worry, I ride smoothly and can go slow, there won’t be any problems." Only then did Amelia get on the motorcycle, sitting on the back seat, keeping a certain distance from Elijah, and holding onto the side of Elijah’s clothes with her small hands. Elijah noticed the small movements behind him and felt somewhat amused: "Hold tight, we’re departing now. When feeling down, taking a ride and feeling the wind can really help clear your mind." Elijah rode the bike very slowly, not much faster than a bicycle, without much bumpiness. Amelia watched the roadside scenery pass by, feeling the breeze on her face, and nodded, then said "mm" since she remembered Elijah couldn’t see her nodding. Slowly, they returned to the old district. Elijah noticed the small hand grasping his sleeve wasn’t as tense anymore. It was still early, so after returning to the old district, Elijah took Amelia to see the construction site. According to Elijah, this was a date; only this date spot was somewhat peculiar. Many people in the old district saw them and were delighted, saying the old ironwood tree finally bloomed. Only such a beautiful girl was worthy of someone as great as Elijah. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝 After reviewing the progress, Elijah and Amelia picked up Emily Allen from kindergarten, and the three of them went out for dinner like a family of three. Regarding Elijah’s presence, Emily didn’t say anything. Actually, as long as Amelia wished, Emily wouldn’t object. Emily’s tolerance for Godfery Shaw was solely because Godfery could soothe Amelia’s nightmares. After dinner, Elijah took Amelia and Emily back to 32 Old District. After the motorcycle stopped, Elijah first helped Emily off the bike, then assisted Amelia: "So, we spent half the day together. Was it stressful?" Amelia shook her head: "No pressure, being with you was enjoyable, thank you." Suddenly, Elijah reached out and hugged Amelia. Amelia was about to push away. Elijah softly said: "Just wanted to make sure there’s no pressure. I don’t want to give you any stress; everything will get better." No, it won’t. Like the epiphyllum, it blooms beautifully for just a moment, then silently awaits to wither. She didn’t dare to ask for too much; just this fleeting happiness in living was something she greedily seized. Elijah let go after just one hug and handed a grass dragonfly to Amelia: "I crafted this earlier from roadside weeds. It’s for you, go inside." Ultimately, Amelia said nothing, took the grass dragonfly, and led Emily inside. Both Basil Smith and Edward Allen witnessed their embrace. Edward’s eyes widened, wondering why there was another man eyeing his sister, as if one Godfery Shaw weren’t enough. No way, he must inform Mom and Dad, they need to find a way to bring his sister back to the Allen family. Basil sighed, feeling a bit nostalgic for his silly brother. If Hailey Smith were here, he would surely have stormed over, either to interfere jokingly or shamelessly hold his ground, all to defend the woman of the elder. But since Hailey left, who knows where he’s ventured off to. Previously, Basil contacted him and he said the world is so big, he needs to see for himself and hasn’t returned to Imperial Garden. Amelia returned to her room and received a call from Anna; the sophisticated voice over the phone laughed: "So, how was it? Was my arrangement top-notch? Let me know what kind of outcome you desire. If you wish, I can make sure Amelia Wright is utterly smitten and won’t look at any other man again." Amelia replied humorlessly: "That’s enough, you don’t need to do anything." "If that’s the case, then so be it. After all, it’s your money spent here," Anna concluded delightedly: "Oh, by the way, you are in Riverwood City, right? Just so you know, I’ve got good news. I’m coming to Riverwood. Wait for your big sis to arrive and find you, my little darling." Amelia chuckled as the call ended. It seemed Anna had called specifically to inform her she was coming to Riverwood City. Amelia had been a member of that organization in her previous life and knew Anna held a significant position there. She definitely wouldn’t come to Riverwood City without a reason; there must be a mission. Amelia was somewhat looking forward to Anna finding her as it would add a splash of excitement to her life. As expected, Godfery Shaw showed up. With rain pouring outside, he came soaked to the skin, leaving a trail of water on Amelia’s floor. Amelia handed him a towel: "Why would you come in this kind of weather?" Godfery didn’t take the towel; his deep eyes fixed on Amelia, and in a hoarse voice, he said: "Amelia, we’re still married; please don’t be with Elijah." In that moment, Amelia found Godfery’s demeanor strangely humble, as if he were pleading. But she... couldn’t grant his plea. Amelia spoke coldly: "If you have time, we can go to the civil affairs office for a divorce tomorrow."