Chapter 438

Alexander was like, “Are you so pissed, beating someone up in the middle of the night?” He was about to say more when he saw Elizabeth already lounging on the bench, munching away. He gave her a look, his face a mixture of emotions. Elizabeth was skinny, and sitting there, she looked so fragile. She had this lonely vibe that made his heart hurt, stirring up all sorts of feelings.

Alexander pressed his lips together, sighed, and plopped down next to her. Elizabeth glanced at him and asked, “Why are you here so late? Shouldn’t you be home?”

“Whatever you’re doing, I’m doing,” he shrugged. After all, Elizabeth was here. Alexander crossed his arms and looked up. The moon was shining bright, with a few stars twinkling around. It was a rare clear night.

“You’ve got some taste,” Elizabeth said, taking a sip of her hot soup, feeling all warm inside. Alexander stayed quiet, still staring at the sky. Elizabeth quickly finished her food. But she didn’t leave; she just looked up at the sky too.

“Are you going to the cruise party tomorrow night?” Alexander suddenly asked. Elizabeth nodded, “Yeah.”

“Don’t drink anything anyone gives you,” he said flatly. Elizabeth laughed. “I’m actually looking forward to it.” She left it at that. Alexander’s eyes were on her, his face complicated, brows furrowed. He thought, ‘Looking forward to what? A one-night stand? Is she nuts?’

Sensing his disdain, Elizabeth smiled. “Trying to control me, Mr. Tudor? You’re my ex-husband now. Frowning won’t help. If I want a one-night stand, no one can stop me.” Elizabeth was always a free spirit. If she wanted to go wild, she would.

Alexander said nothing, couldn’t be bothered. “If you want to degrade yourself, go ahead,” he muttered.

“Oh, seeking excitement is degrading myself, being with Ese is just fine?” Elizabeth spread her hands. She sighed, thinking, Why should a married woman be so humble? This world is so unfair.

“You’re blaming me,” Alexander said flatly. Elizabeth shook her head. “No, I’m not. It’s all in the past.”

Alexander sneered, “You still like me too much, so you care. You keep saying it’s all in the past, but you haven’t really moved on.”

“Don’t flatter yourself. What do I like about you? Your betrayal or your constant misunderstandings?” Elizabeth sighed deeply. Thinking about it now, what was there to like about Alexander? Alexander was left speechless. All his so-called confidence felt like a joke. ‘Yeah. I’ve treated Elizabeth so poorly. What’s there for her to like?’ he thought.

“But, Alexander,” Elizabeth looked at the bright moon, her voice tinged with helplessness and sentiment, “Do you know, that night, I had no thoughts in my mind?” Alexander looked at her, his eyes momentarily dazed. “What?”

That night? Which night? Elizabeth turned her head, meeting his confused eyes. He didn’t know that Elizabeth had saved him. All these years, he had never asked her. But Elizabeth wanted him to know that she had saved him back then, no matter the cost. She bit her lip, her hand gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, lowering her voice, and said heavily, “Alexander. I, Elizabeth, have never wronged you.”