Unrepairable Love

Chapter 320

Alexander yanked out a chair for Elizabeth, giving her the “stay put” (no leaving) look. Elizabeth let out a big sigh. “Alright, Grandma, I’ll stick around for dinner.”

Lily froze when she heard that. She turned to Elizabeth, “Not bailing?”

Elizabeth sighed inwardly again. Can I even bail?

“Nope, I’m staying,” Elizabeth plopped down.

Lily snorted and shot a look at Alexander. “You leaving?”

Alexander was at a loss for words. He sat down too, and both he and Elizabeth stared at Lily, not daring to make a move.

Lily glared at them before finally sitting down. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” But she had been genuinely ticked off earlier.

Elizabeth dished out some food for Lily. “Eat up.”

“You eat,” Lily motioned for Elizabeth to dig in.

Elizabeth nodded, grabbed her utensils, and started munching. She mostly went for the veggies, barely touching the meat.

Lily scooped a bowl of meat for her, but Elizabeth shook her head. “Grandma, I’m not into meat.” Elizabeth wasn’t feeling it and preferred the greens.

“Then have some shrimp,” Lily suggested.

Elizabeth didn’t want to deal with peeling shrimp. She nodded and kept quiet.

“In the future, come have meals with me more often. I’m lonely,” Lily said to Elizabeth.

“Sure, Grandma. If I’m free, I’ll swing by,” Elizabeth tried to brush it off.

Lily nodded and hummed in acknowledgment.

Just as Elizabeth was about to eat, Alexander handed her a peeled shrimp. Lily raised an eyebrow, watching them, silently sipping her soup.

Thanks, Elizabeth hid her surprise and thanked Alexander softly.

Alexander said nothing and peeled two more for her.

Chapter 320

“Why couldn’t you be this thoughtful earlier?” Lily remarked.

Alexander glanced at Lily and stayed silent. But he noticed the shrimp he peeled for Elizabeth stayed in her bowl, untouched. Even after Elizabeth finished eating, the shrimp were still there and eventually got tossed in the trash.

As Elizabeth turned around after dumping the trash, she saw Alexander watching her. Elizabeth placed the utensils in the dishwasher.

Alexander watched her bustling around, feeling a bit annoyed. “Do you think I’m dirty?”

Elizabeth was caught off guard by his question.

Alexander furrowed his brows and said in a low voice, “Elizabeth, I don’t peel shrimp for just anyone.”

“What does that have to do with me?” Elizabeth shot back.

“Do you have to be so hostile?” Alexander was even more ticked off, his face darkening.

“Am I? I don’t think so.” Elizabeth dried her hands and was about to leave.

Alexander grabbed her wrist, stopping her. He looked at her with a complicated expression.

Elizabeth looked up at him and calmly asked, “Mr. Tudor, is there something you need?”

Alexander was momentarily speechless. “Last night,” Alexander started.

Elizabeth cut him off, “I went to dinner with Joseph and ran into you by chance. I didn’t invite Elara.” Her expression was firm, and her tone quick, like she was afraid of being misunderstood if she spoke any slower.

“I didn’t say Mom was invited by you,” Alexander said in a low, frustrated voice.

“Doesn’t matter. You’d think so anyway,” Elizabeth shrugged, pulling her wrist free, her tone very calm.