Unrepairable Love

Chapter 272

Kieran said, “Alexander, I’ll drop you off here! Don’t invite me in for tea. I’m not coming in.”

The car door slammed shut. In front of Alexander’s villa, Kieran gripped the steering wheel and cursed, “Alexander, you heartless jerk. No wonder your wife left you.”

Alexander turned and glared at Kieran in the car. Kieran continued, “I was just being polite, but you really didn’t invite me in for tea? Got a woman hidden in there?”

“Can you move any slower?” Alexander gritted his teeth, ready to drag Kieran out. Seeing this, Kieran chuckled, hit the gas, and sped away. Alexander rubbed his temples, annoyed by Kieran’s noise.

As he turned to head to the porch, he saw a pitiful woman squatting at the door. Esme looked up and met Alexander’s gaze. Alexander, her voice trembled. Alexander frowned, his heart sinking at the sight of Esme. He opened the door and went inside. Esme followed him.

“I’ve been calling you all day. Alexander, I really know I was wrong,” she trailed closely behind. Alexander went to the bar, poured a glass of water, and glanced at Esme. Esme looked pale and weak.

“Alexander, I won’t cause any more trouble for you, okay? I won’t bother Elizabeth anymore either.” Tears fell as she spoke. Alexander’s expression stayed cold as he sipped his water.

“Alexander, I promise I’ll be obedient,” Esme said, more aggrieved. “Can you please not ignore me?”

Alexander walked to the sofa, sat down casually, and rested one hand on the back, looking at Esme coldly. Esme stood in front of him, too scared to approach.

“Alexander, can you say something to me?” Esme was practically begging. If the media saw this, it would be a scandal for the Russell family. The living room fell silent.

Alexander placed the glass on the coffee table and finally spoke. “Are you done talking?” Esme choked up, feeling lost. “If you’re done, go home,” Alexander said indifferently.

Chapter 272

Esme frowned and asked, “Alexander, what do I have to do to earn your forgiveness?” Alexander stood up, intending to go upstairs to rest. Esme immediately grabbed his arm. Alexander felt as if he had been scalded. “Why are you so hot?” he asked, touching her forehead.

“Are you running a fever?” Alexander’s voice softened, questioning. Is it because she got caught in the rain last night and now has a fever? he thought.

“Alexander, I came here last night to wait for you,” Esme said, feeling aggrieved. Alexander was stunned. “You’ve been here all this time?” Esme nodded.

“Esme, are you crazy?” Alexander asked. “I am crazy,” Esme choked out, “I’m terrified that you don’t love me anymore and will leave me. Alexander, you’re my everything. I can’t live without you.” She stepped forward and hugged him tightly. She was too aggrieved and too sad.

Alexander and Elizabeth had divorced. But Alexander was ignoring Esme and angry with her. How could Esme not be anxious?