Unrepairable Love

Chapter 300

You… Henry was about to speak but held back. Elizabeth smiled sweetly. “Sorry, Mr. Russell. Your turn.” She thought, Henry tried to humiliate me with two million dollars? I’ll humiliate him right back.

“Typical Ms. Percy,” Henry scoffed.

Elizabeth shot back, “Take it, Mr. Russell. Consider it a gift.”

Henry eyed the bank card on the table, feeling uneasy. ‘So this is what it feels like to be hit with money.’ He realized he and Allen had rushed things.

“Elizabeth, I apologize,” Henry stood up.

“No need,” Elizabeth stood up too. She placed two hundred dollars under her coffee cup and looked at Henry. “The coffee’s on me. Esme’s issue isn’t my problem, so leave me out of it.” She walked away without looking back.

Who needed Henry’s apology? Elizabeth sure didn’t. Apologies were fake; she wanted Henry to feel guilty forever. Henry was stunned. Watching Elizabeth leave, he couldn’t believe it. In just a few hours, Elizabeth seemed even more defiant. Looking at the bank card, Henry laughed. Elizabeth really gave him two million dollars. No woman had ever done that.

Thinking about her attitude and eyes, Henry chased after her. He stopped by her car and knocked on the window. Elizabeth looked up.

Henry waved the bank card and handed it back. “Sorry about the money. Ms. Percy, how about a meal to make up for it?”

“I mind,” Elizabeth smiled sweetly, rejecting him.

Henry smirked, leaned on the car window. “Ms. Percy, give me a chance?”

Elizabeth rolled her eyes and raised the window. Henry stepped back. Elizabeth ignored him and drove off.

Chapter 300

Henry watched her car disappear, his eyes deepening. No one in the Percy family had a temper like Elizabeth’s. Elizabeth didn’t go home but headed to the hospital. The cardiology department was in chaos. Alexander, Nick, Amanda, and others were in the office. Mark stood before them, head down, being questioned.

“Why did you write the report? Is it true? Who told you?”

Elizabeth looked at Mark. He raised his head and said, “I heard it from Elizabeth.”

Elizabeth was taken aback. Alexander immediately looked at her, a band-aid on his face, dressed in a neat black suit.

“When did you hear it from me?” Elizabeth asked Mark.

Mark pressed his lips together. “Last time, you and Esme came out of the locker room. I overheard.”

Elizabeth paused. She remembered. That day Amanda took her to the clinic, and after leaving the locker room, she argued with Esme. Mark had been passing by.