Unrepairable Love
Chapter 440
Alexander lifted his chin, giving Kyle a frosty stare. He didn't want to be played by him. Kyle’s eyes drifted to Elizabeth. “Like, take Ms. Percy here.”
Elizabeth shot him a glare. “Quit using me as your example.”
‘He should be talking about Esme, not me,’ she thought. ‘To Alexander, I’m a nobody.’ Elizabeth knew exactly where she stood.
Alexander glanced at Elizabeth and noticed a new calmness in her eyes. He looked down, his eyes clouding over. ‘Back in the day, she’d be all over me, asking if I ever gave a damn about her. She seems so chill now, but why am I all twisted up inside? Is there really no one I care about? Why, when Kyle asked that, did Elizabeth’s name pop into my head instead of Esme’s? Why do I keep looking at her?’ he wondered.
Sensing the awkward vibe, Elizabeth decided she wasn’t sticking around with these two any longer. “It’s late,” she said, adjusting her clothes. “I’m outta here. You guys do whatever.” She gave them a cool look. She didn’t care about their history; after all, she barely knew either of them.
“I’ll take you home,” Alexander called out.
Elizabeth shot him a look. “Taking your ex-wife home late at night? You might not be scared, but I am.”
Alexander asked, “What are you scared of?”
‘Scared your fiancée will come after me.’ Elizabeth chuckled lazily, her tone playful. Esme was totally the type to do that.
Before Alexander could say more, Elizabeth was already in her car and gone.
Alexander watched her car disappear, feeling oddly irritated. He turned to see Kyle lounging on a bench. Kyle squinted and grinned. “Mr. Tudor, even if I can’t outdo you at work, watching your love life crash and burn is pretty satisfying.”
“Kyle, don’t push it,” Alexander snapped, tugging at his suit collar, clearly annoyed. “You’re still the same as when we were kids, low EQ, always screwing up your feelings. That’s your Achilles’ heel.” Kyle leaned back, smiling at Alexander like an old buddy.
Alexander glared, his eyes darkening. Kyle used to be the one who got to him the most. Kieran thought Alexander was torn between Elizabeth and Esme, making him a jerk. But Kyle knew Alexander just sucked at handling emotions. That was his flaw. Too bad they ended up as strangers.
Alexander was about to leave when Kyle, still on the bench, called out, “Alexander, you really gonna marry Esme?”
Alexander stopped, his back to Kyle. The night wasn’t cold, but the wind had a bite to it. He turned slightly to look at Kyle. Kyle grinned. “You really need to think it through. Don’t let Esme play you.”
“What do you know? If you know something, spill it. Is this fun for you?” Alexander was fuming.
Kyle laughed. “Yeah, it is.”
“Watching you get played by Esme and stressing over her, it makes my day.” Kyle clapped his hands, clearly enjoying himself.
Alexander snapped, “Kyle, how long do you think you can keep this up?”