Chapter 201

“Elizabeth, have you fallen for Joseph?” Lily asked. If Elizabeth admitted she loved Joseph, the Tudor family would leave her alone. Elizabeth gripped her phone, bit her lip, and said firmly, “Yes, Grandma. Joseph is great and gentle, and I’m happy with him.”

Lily went silent, but Elizabeth could sense her sigh. Lily had done so much for Elizabeth’s marriage to Alexander, yet here they were. “Elizabeth, I can’t bear to let you go,” Lily’s voice wavered.

Elizabeth smiled. “Even if Alexander and I aren’t together, my feelings for you all won’t change. I’ll still visit often, okay?”

Lily was reluctant. “Elizabeth, please reconsider.”

“Grandma, I really have fallen for Joseph.” With that, Elizabeth made Lily give up. Lily had no reason to keep pushing. Elizabeth hung up the phone, feeling surprisingly calm.

Leaving the Tudor family turned out to be simple. She took a deep breath and went downstairs. The family was all there. Declan had brought Grant home from the hospital early. They were all at the dining table, waiting for her. Seeing them made Elizabeth happy.

“Elizabeth, were you with Joseph last night?” Rose teased.

Elizabeth blushed. “Mom!”

“You two had fun!” Rose laughed. “Could Joseph be your future husband?”

“Let’s eat and stop talking about that,” Elizabeth said.

Declan looked at Elizabeth and sighed inwardly. Who knew if she’d be happy without Alexander?

“Get the divorce done soon!” Celine said sternly.

Elizabeth nodded. “Got it, Grandma. I’ll do it after I finish my current work.”

“Good. We heard about the hospital incident. I support you,” Celine said.

Elizabeth was touched. “Thank you, Grandma.”

“Grandpa, rest well. I’m off to work,” Elizabeth said to Grant.

Grant nodded.

At the hospital locker room, Elizabeth had just put on her white coat when she saw Esme.

“Ms. Russell, feeling better?” Elizabeth asked.

Esme looked up. “Ms. Percy, you’re quite famous lately.”

“Not really,” Elizabeth replied.

“You and Mr. Stewart make quite a pair,” Esme added.

Elizabeth smirked. “Should I hurry up and divorce Alexander to make room for you?”

“You’d better!” Esme said through gritted teeth.

Elizabeth snorted and ignored her. They walked out of the locker room together. Esme mocked, “Elizabeth, you’re still married. Staying out all night with another man doesn’t look good for Alexander.”

“Mind your own business,” Elizabeth said, walking ahead.

Esme stopped, her face darkening. “Who wants to meddle in her affairs? I’m just thinking of Alexander. If people know his wife was out all night with another man, how embarrassed will he be?”