Chapter 420

Elizabeth was about to reach her car in the parking lot when a sleek black Maybach screeched to a halt in front of her. She glanced down, and the window rolled down to reveal Alexander. He pressed his lips together, looking serious, but his voice was intense: “Get in the car, Elizabeth.”

Elizabeth shook her head. “I’m heading home.”

She thought, If Alexander takes me home, what about Esme? If Esme finds out, won’t there be drama again?

“Get in,” Alexander’s tone grew more demanding.

Elizabeth frowned. “What do you want?”

“Can’t I just come to see you? It’s not like the old days when you used to cling to me?” Alexander was losing his cool.

Elizabeth smirked. “Mr. Tudor, you can’t just show up for no reason. Everyone’s time is valuable, and besides, we’re not the same anymore. Stop bringing up the past.”

Alexander was left speechless. Yeah, things were different now. Elizabeth’s phone suddenly buzzed. It was an alarm she had set earlier, reminding her that tomorrow was the day to finalize the divorce.

Elizabeth showed the phone screen to Alexander and smiled slightly. “Mr. Tudor, see you at the court at eight tomorrow.”

The one-month cooling-off period was over. Time to get that divorce certificate!

Alexander gripped the steering wheel tightly, giving Elizabeth a meaningful look, then he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. Elizabeth watched him walk toward her. Alexander opened the car door and practically shoved Elizabeth inside. The car door slammed shut.

Elizabeth paused and saw Alexander get back in the car. He frowned at her, his tone heavy. “No other intentions. Just wanna talk.”

Elizabeth asked, “Talk about what?”

Chapter 420

Elizabeth was stunned. Serenity Leaf was definitely something worth talking about. The car drove smoothly, and Elizabeth didn’t ask where they were going, nor did he say. She occasionally glanced at her phone and sometimes looked at the scenery outside the window.

During this time, she listened to voice messages from Felix and Joseph. Joseph thanked her and said he would treat her to a meal another day. Whenever Elizabeth played the voice messages aloud, Alexander would glance at her.

Since leaving him, Elizabeth had truly become a better person. Confident and independent, she possessed an indescribable allure and decisiveness. Thinking about this, Alexander couldn’t help but grip the steering wheel tighter. Have I been holding Elizabeth back? Has loving me wronged Elizabeth?

Alexander’s brows furrowed, his bad mood visible to the naked eye. The car drove to a deserted place. Alexander stopped the car, then unbuckled his seatbelt and got out. Elizabeth saw him leaning against the car, rummaging through his pockets. She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but Alexander didn’t seem to be in a good mood.

Elizabeth got out of the car. October in Lisbon was gradually getting colder. She was wearing a thin dress, and the breeze made her feel chilly. Elizabeth walked over to Alexander, crossed her arms, and looked into the distance along with his gaze. It was a newly built overpass, with not many cars. But the overpass was high, offering a beautiful night view.

The breeze blew Elizabeth’s hair, and she raised her hand to brush it aside. She heard Alexander beside her say, “Tomorrow, I’ll be there on time.”

Elizabeth responded with a nod. She lowered her head and casually tapped her toes on the ground.