Godfery Shaw’s consciousness was already somewhat scattered, he thought someone had left, and didn’t feel any loss. But after an undefined period, the sounds outside the door rose again. "Achoo! So cold, how did I fall asleep?" "Brother, are you still there?" Godfery Shaw’s scattered consciousness was awakened by the noise. The little girl lay on her stomach at the door crack, trying hard to look inside, and instantly said joyfully, "Brother, you’re still there, that’s great, are you hungry?" "Brother must be hungry, I’ll go find something for him to eat." Godfery Shaw felt that he couldn’t hold on much longer, and didn’t really care whether this little girl would return or not. He felt he might be dying, but was unwilling to accept it. Yet, a long time later, the footsteps sounded outside the door again, followed by a voice: "Brother." The little girl’s voice was somewhat hoarse and sounded very tired as she said disappointedly from the doorway, "Brother, I wasn’t able to find food." After a while, the girl’s voice rallied again: "But I brought you some water, and I still have one... last piece of candy." Those eyes looked at him, then a pair of small hands extended through the door crack. The little hands offered half a bottle of water and one piece of candy. Godfery Shaw didn’t know what he was thinking. His mind was in chaos, his soul about to plunge into darkness, but absurdly halted by this one piece of candy. Godfery Shaw reached out, picked up the candy, unwrapped it, and put it into his mouth. After two days of thirst and hunger, he tasted sweetness. Clearly, it should all be bitter, why taste a bit of sweetness amidst suffering? It made him, who had decided to resist by fighting to the death, feel a little wavering and compromise. "Brother, I can’t find our parents." "Brother, my head hurts really bad." "Brother, tomorrow I’ll definitely find food and bring it to you." Inside the door, Godfery Shaw finally spoke, his voice sounding as if it was torn apart, hoarse and unpleasant: "Will you come back?" The little girl nodded affirmatively: "I’ll come back." After the little girl left, Godfery Shaw picked up the phone beside him. A phone that could only contact the Shaw family, once contacting the Shaw family, it represented his compromise. He compromised, he was willing to be cultivated into a blade. The Shaw family was ruthless, he will be even more ruthless than the Shaw family in the future. At this moment, Godfery Shaw gave birth to another personality, brutal and bloodthirsty. Like a beast, he would kill all who harmed him. And killing everyone was his way to protect this candy around him. Another personality was born because of the little girl. Did she get lost? It didn’t matter, in the future he would protect her. After his compromise, Shaw family members quickly came and opened the iron door that had been closed for seven days. Doctors, food, they all came. From the moment of compromise, he became the Shaw family’s young master again. The bodyguards who tortured him before respectfully said: "Young Master, let’s go, we’ll take you back to the Shaw family." "Scram, I’ll go back myself, don’t anyone disturb me." The Shaw family did not refuse, for when Godfery Shaw compromised, he became the Shaw family young master, enough to command them. Godfery’s rib was healed, leaving enough food and water. He was waiting for the little girl to return. However, he waited for two days, she did not return. The unconscious Godfery Shaw was taken back by the butler Joyce who hurried to arrive... In the Imperial Garden, Godfery Shaw woke up from a dream. In the dark room, as if that black room from years ago. She didn’t come back back then, and now she must be kept away. Godfery Shaw’s hand lay on the rib that had once been broken, as if feeling that stabbing pain again. He didn’t sleep again, nor turn on the light. Got out of bed and opened the curtains, just watching the darkness outside, not knowing what he was looking at. Until the sun gradually rose on the horizon, its rays pierced the mist and fell upon all things, falling upon Godfery Shaw at the window. Bathed in brilliant light, Godfery Shaw waited for his darkness. He picked up those two marriage certificates and drove to the civil affairs bureau. In fact, he could completely follow the wedding procedures, not requiring personal attendance. But he still went, enduring that departure from brightness, enduring that mental fracturing. Amelia Wright, even if she was leaving, he wanted to personally see her off, not like when he was young, without the chance to bid farewell, just watching her walk away, never to return. Early in the morning, Amelia Wright felt somewhat headache-stricken, perhaps because yesterday’s hospital visit was too distressing. Her vision was still somewhat blurry, like near-sightedness, but it didn’t affect movement. She had arranged to divorce Godfery Shaw today. After washing up, Amelia cooked herself two boiled eggs and heated a cup of milk. According to Amelia’s appetite, one boiled egg was enough for her breakfast. But the doctor told her to eat more. Amelia forced herself to eat it all before going out. Seeing Amelia go out, Basil Smith wasn’t waiting in the old city this time, he learned from Hailey Smith what was happening today and silently followed. Today’s big brother and the young madam are getting divorced. He didn’t know how his brother found out, no matter that his brother never strayed far, couldn’t help but come back and see, only accidentally saw those things. Basil Smith didn’t know what to do, but he remembered, the big brother once said, the young madam was more important to the big brother than his own life. Someone weighty as life, someone who defied the Shaw family to protect, how could they want a divorce. Basil Smith didn’t know what he could do, but all he could do was follow. Two minutes until nine, Amelia Wright appeared at the doorstep of the civil affairs bureau. Not far away, Godfery Shaw had actually arrived, he just stayed in the car, didn’t get out, only watched from a distance, not even wishing to be two minutes early. Basil Smith came. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝 Hailey Smith couldn’t resist and quietly followed as well. Elijah Jefferson came too. Regarding yesterday’s matter, except for those involved, the person most clear about the events is Elijah Jefferson, he originally didn’t want to disturb but worried about accidents, so he came anyway. Godfery Shaw opened the car door and got out, walking towards Amelia Wright. Everyone watched Godfery Shaw walk towards Amelia Wright. The two stood together. Even Elijah Jefferson couldn’t help but admit, they were a good match. The man handsome, the woman beautiful, even their cold temperament seemed alike. But perhaps because they were too alike, two people crawling out of the abyss would never open up and talk heart-to-heart, they would only use their own ways to treat each other well. The two walked into the civil affairs bureau together. The staff kept looking up at the two people ahead. Unable to resist, said: "May I ask if the two of you really want a divorce? A hundred years to form a crossing on the same boat, a thousand years to sleep on the same pillow, should the two of you reconsider?" Amelia Wright said calmly: "No need, let’s proceed with the procedures." The staff still wanted to persuade, but with the overbearing indifferent looks from these two, sighed and continued processing the paperwork. A new divorce certificate was placed on the office desk, the next moment ready to stamp the seal. At this time, a person who seemed like a lunatic rushed out, shouting loudly: "Haha, you’ve all been deceived, Amelia Wright is married to Godfery Shaw, everyone likes Amelia, hahaha, they all like Amelia! She’s a fox spirit, she’s a fox spirit!"