Chapter 43

“No way. Elizabeth must come!” Lily shot back.

Alexander stared at the empty wall behind the sofa. He remembered Elizabeth’s words: “Alexander, don’t come looking for me anymore.” With a heavy heart, he said, “Grandma, Elizabeth and I are having problems. We’re getting a divorce.”

Lily was shocked for a moment, then she snapped, “You ungrateful child, you—”

Suddenly, silence fell on the other end, leaving Alexander stunned. Frowning, he called out, “Grandma?” Still no response. Panic set in.

He quickly stood up and called Elara, “Mom, check on Grandma; something might be wrong!”

The next day, at the hospital. In a private room, Lily looked pale. The doctor, after examining her, warned, “Her condition is serious. Don’t upset her anymore!”

Elara, in a simple dress, looked worried. Hearing this, she glared at Alexander.

“Take good care of her. We’ll keep her here for two days, and if she stabilizes, she can go home,” the doctor said.

Elara nodded and thanked him, “Mr. White, thank you so much! Sorry to call you in the middle of the night!”

“Mrs. Tudor, it’s our job,” Peter White smiled.

After Peter left, Elara turned to Alexander. “Alexander, this is all your fault!” she said, throwing her bag at him.

Alexander took a couple of steps back, trying to block it with his arm. Elara snapped, “How dare you block? Put your hand down!”

Alexander felt helpless. He was 26, but Elara still treated him like a kid. He thought it was ridiculous.

“Alright, Mom,” Alexander frowned, taking the bag from Elara’s hand. “I know I was wrong.”

“You’re quick to admit mistakes, but you keep making them!” Elara, red-eyed, sat down and complained, “What did I do to deserve such an irresponsible son? Elizabeth is so good, and you still want to divorce her! How can you face Elizabeth and the Percy family?!”

Elara couldn’t help but wipe her tears. “Elizabeth broke ties with the Percy family for you! She went from being carefree to begging for your love. What did she do to deserve such treatment from you, such a heartless man?!”

Elara felt for Elizabeth, her anger growing with every thought.

Chapter 43

Alexander hung his head. Elizabeth hadn’t done anything wrong; it was all on him. He owed Esme. He had to marry Esme.

“Mom, I appreciate everything Elizabeth has done, but this isn’t love,” Alexander said calmly.

Unbeknownst to him, someone had stopped at the door. Elara glared at Alexander. “Then tell me, what does it feel like to love someone?”

Alexander frowned, Elizabeth’s words from last night echoing in his mind: “These three years, we’ve been like a rubber band. You kept stretching towards Esme, and I tried to pull you back, but it only hurt me. When I finally let go, I felt so much lighter.”

Elizabeth must be exhausted too. If he couldn’t be there for her, he should let her go now!

With that thought, Alexander looked up and said firmly, “Mom, stop pushing. I don’t love Elizabeth, and I can’t keep this marriage going. It’s torture for both of us!”

Elara’s eyes were red, her heart heavy. She understood, but…

“Alexander, how can you face Elizabeth?” Elara asked.

Alexander lowered his head, feeling a deep, indescribable fatigue. “Mom, I’ll make it up to her. Whatever she wants, I’ll give it to her.”

Just then, the door to the ward swung open. Alexander looked over.