Unrepairable Love

Chapter 442

Alexander was feeling utterly distraught and shoved Kyle away before storming off. Kyle just watched him go and chuckled. “Did I hit a nerve? Feeling guilty, huh?” Alexander didn’t even glance back. He jumped into his car and sped off. Kyle flopped onto a bench, laughing to himself, and looked up at the sky as if he didn’t have a care in the world.

Alexander floored it. His mind was a chaotic mess, and he couldn’t shake the gnawing frustration. After what felt like forever, he pulled over to the side of the road. He swung the car door open and got out. Leaning against the car, Kyle’s words kept bouncing around in his head: “Did I hit a nerve? Feeling guilty?” “You like Elizabeth, but you don’t even realize it.” “Alexander, do you really like Esme?”

Those words were driving him crazy, making it impossible to relax. He used to be the king of self-control, but lately, even the tiniest things were setting him off. Alexander pulled out a cigarette, tilted his head, and was about to light it. Out of nowhere, Elizabeth’s face popped into his mind. She was just staring at him, not saying a word, but her frown and those eyes seemed to scream, “Don’t smoke.” He took a deep breath and lit the cigarette anyway.

With smoke swirling around him, Alexander stared off into the distance, letting the chilly wind cut through him. He needed to clear his head, figure out his feelings for Elizabeth, or convince himself he shouldn’t have any. He was supposed to marry Esme. Alexander’s lashes lowered. Everything was going according to plan, but for some reason, he felt zero relief or joy. Suddenly, his phone buzzed.

It was Esme.

Esme: (Not back yet? Get some rest. We have a cruise party tonight.)

Alexander frowned, and Elizabeth’s face flashed in his mind again.

Chapter 442

“Do you know, that night, I had no thoughts in my mind?” He thought, ‘When Elizabeth was sitting next to me earlier, she had something to say, right?’ With that in mind, Alexander dialed Elizabeth’s number. She’d already taken him off the blacklist, and she picked up quickly. She was still driving, and her tone was icy. “What do you want?”

Elizabeth’s voice was cold as ice, like she was talking to a stranger. Alexander looked up and said, “Come to the villa tomorrow at noon.” “For what?” Elizabeth snapped. “Tell me what you didn’t finish saying.” His tone was steady. Elizabeth was quiet for a few seconds. What I didn’t finish saying? Yeah. I haven’t finished what I want to say, she thought.

Elizabeth replied, “I can tell you over the phone.” His voice deepened. “Face to face. I have something to give you.” Elizabeth laughed. “Are you ordering me?” “I wouldn’t dare.” Alexander pressed his lips together, his tone calm. “Tomorrow at eleven, I’ll be waiting for you.”

Elizabeth looked at the hung-up phone and squinted. What made him so sure she would go? She was about to toss her phone when Alexander sent a text.

Alexander: [I have something you really want.]

Elizabeth: [What?]

He didn’t reply. But now her curiosity was piqued. Elizabeth put down her phone and was about to keep driving when suddenly someone darted out from an alley, heading straight for her car.