CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 68: THE NEW MISTRESS OF THE IMPERIAL GARDEN

Robert Reed heard this, and without a word, rolled up his sleeves ready to rush out: "If I don’t teach that Shaw family brat a lesson today, I’m not Robert Reed!"

Amelia Wright quickly stopped him: "Sir, can you let me handle this matter myself?"

Robert Reed was furious: "How will you handle it! Once those messed up online rumors come out, you’ll divorce, and what will people say about you, how will you live your life!"

Amelia Wright smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, it was I who first proposed the divorce."

Robert Reed’s action of rushing outside halted, looking at Amelia Wright with confusion.

Amelia Wright said coldly: "I don’t want to continue being entangled with him."

Robert Reed suddenly recalled his apprentice’s painting, can someone harboring such deep despair in their heart truly love?

Perhaps it wasn’t the Shaw family brat who doesn’t care, but his little apprentice who doesn’t love!

Robert Reed calmed down, sighed and said: "Now, at this critical juncture, divorce will have a significant impact on you, think it through!"

Amelia Wright nodded: "I know."

Having experienced a rebirth, she wasn’t afraid of gossip.

What she feared more was getting close to Godfery Shaw, fearing she might hurt those she cared about once more.

Robert Reed kindly said: "If you want to go, go ahead, come find me if anything happens, this old man isn’t busy, not afraid of trouble."

Amelia Wright hummed in response, handing Emily Allen over to the teacher, preparing to go to Imperial Garden.

The people in Ink Manor, seeing Robert Reed’s attitude towards Amelia Wright, secretly revealed a touch of envy in their eyes.

A young female painter stared at Amelia Wright, not blinking.

Someone beside her spoke: "Rose Taylor, what’s wrong with you? Your gaze is quite frightening, don’t harbor any thoughts, we’re already quite fortunate to occasionally get guidance from Old Mr. Reed, she’s his apprentice, that’s different."

Rose Taylor returned to her senses, murmured softly: "Mia Parker, everyone works hard, why can only she be different?"

Mia Parker thought for a moment and answered: "Maybe it’s good fortune."

Amelia Wright seemed to sense someone watching her, turned back to look, but saw nothing.

...

Amelia Wright went to Imperial Garden.

Facing Basil Smith coming towards her, Amelia Wright asked: "Where’s Mr. Shaw? We agreed to finalize the divorce today."

Basil Smith said hesitantly: "Sorry, Mr. Shaw has some matters today, perhaps in a few days."

Amelia Wright furrowed her brows slightly but didn’t say anything further.

Godfery Shaw thought she cheated and had a child with someone else, he shouldn’t deliberately delay the divorce.

Amelia Wright did not make things difficult for Basil Smith, since she was here, she said: "I’ll take a few paintings."

The first floor of Imperial Garden has a special studio with several paintings by Amelia Wright.

Seeing Amelia Wright heading towards the studio.

Basil Smith adjusted his glasses.

Hailey Smith hurriedly said: "Miss, wait, since you’ve come to Imperial Garden, how about changing the dressing on your hand injury first, it’s the same whether you take the paintings before or after dressing change."

Amelia Wright stopped, noticing Hailey Smith’s strange demeanor, feeling a bit puzzled, but agreed to change the dressing first.

Basil Smith adjusted his glasses again: "I didn’t bring the medical kit, please come with me to the infirmary."

The infirmary and studio are in opposite directions.

Amelia Wright didn’t think much and followed Basil Smith to the infirmary.

At this moment, she heard the voice of a young girl behind her.

"Mr. Shaw, Imperial Garden is really beautiful, can I really stay here in the future?"

Amelia Wright’s steps paused.

Basil Smith raised his hand to his forehead.

Hailey Smith looked flustered.

Amelia Wright turned back, saw Godfery Shaw, and also saw the girl beside him.

A young girl in her twenties, wearing a light yellow knee-length skirt, shoulder-length hair styled in a princess head, looking youthful and cute.

So clean, the kind of innocent purity Amelia Wright completely doesn’t possess.

Godfery Shaw appeared not to see Amelia Wright, gently said to the girl beside him: "Yes, you can stay at Imperial Garden in the future."

The girl smiled, her eyes curving into crescents: "Mr. Shaw, you’re so good to me, I still can’t believe that you actually want to get engaged with me."

Amelia Wright’s eyelashes gently trembled, so this is what they meant by Godfery Shaw having matters.

To let the new mistress move into Imperial Garden?

This girl is different from her.

She outwardly married Young Master Shaw, as if seeing something shameful.

But this girl is to be engaged to Godfery Shaw.

The girl also saw Amelia Wright, with a naive and puzzled expression.

Everyone close to Imperial Garden felt that this scene was really too awkward.

What would Young Madam think?

What would Evelyn Dawson think?

What on earth does Mr. Shaw think?

Basil Smith nudged Hailey Smith, Hailey Smith reluctantly went over and softly said: "Miss Evelyn, you mentioned wanting to see the racetrack earlier, may I take you there?"

Another confidant followed up: "Miss Evelyn, Imperial Garden also has a greenhouse, I can show you around."

These speakers are Godfery Shaw’s confidants.

Being praised like this, Evelyn Dawson felt a bit shy.

Her face blushed slightly as she turned back to ask Godfery Shaw: "Mr. Shaw, will you come with me?"

Godfery Shaw gently said: "You go ahead, don’t play too hard."

Evelyn Dawson obediently nodded, following Hailey Smith out.

Hailey Smith noticed Amelia Wright’s gaze and instinctively moved two steps to block Amelia Wright’s view of Evelyn Dawson.

Even if Mr. Shaw and Young Madam were to divorce, these few close aides knew Young Madam was different.

Mr. Shaw certainly wouldn’t want Young Madam to feel sad watching Miss Evelyn.

Amelia Wright withdrew her gaze, it seemed this girl was indeed special, everyone at Imperial Garden was willing to pamper and protect her.

As if fearing her madness would harm others.

Amelia Wright coldly said to Godfery Shaw: "It seems Mr. Shaw is truly not free today."

Godfery Shaw’s gentle face retracted, indifferent and detached: "From now on, you don’t need to come to Imperial Garden anymore, I’ll notify you the day of the divorce."

Not to come again? Afraid this Evelyn would be happy if she didn’t see her?

Amelia Wright originally thought she could be indifferent, but surprisingly felt a slight sting in her heart.

But her face remained cold: "Fine, I will take everything of mine, I won’t come again."

After saying this, Amelia Wright turned and went upstairs, there were also several paintings in the room.

Take them all, leave nothing behind, never come again.

Evelyn Dawson, not having gone far, saw Amelia Wright going upstairs, her big eyes widened, how could she go upstairs.

Evelyn Dawson quietly asked Hailey Smith: "Who is that sister? How did she go upstairs?"

Hailey Smith looking conflicted explained: "She is Young Madam Shaw."

Evelyn Dawson finally understood, murmured: "She is truly beautiful."

Hailey Smith considering the internal matters, emphasized: "Her temper isn’t very good, Miss Evelyn, better not provoke her."

Evelyn Dawson obediently nodded, very compliant.

But she sneaked a glance at the figure upstairs, her eyes held a hint of dissatisfaction.

Amelia Wright took all the paintings, except for the necklace, there was nothing in Imperial Garden belonging to her.

But she’d proposed the divorce, which meant that necklace belonged to Godfery Shaw.

Amelia Wright held the paintings and left Imperial Garden in silence.

After stepping out of Imperial Garden, thinking of that girl standing together with Godfery Shaw, she suddenly felt a bit nauseous, squatted by the roadside, retching a few times, paintings scattered everywhere.

Retching caused a drop of physical tears to slide from the corner of her eye.

After a while, she composed herself, wiped the tear stains from her face, picked up the paintings, and left.

Feelings, these things, really shouldn’t be touched.

Touching them just makes it easy to feel sad.