Chapter 484

“I really love you. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be doing all this,” she said, going to the edge of the bed. Her arm was cut by broken glass, and blood was soaking through her sleeve. Unable to grab Alexander’s arm, she clutched the bedsheet. Her fingertips turned purple, and her voice was full of hurt. “If I didn’t love you, why would I put up with all this?!”

“Put up with it? You mean you feel wronged?” Alexander looked at her, his eyes full of doubt.

Esme bit her lower lip and started to sob. Nolan heard this and let out a cold laugh. “Esine, are you going to tell Mr. Tudor who really saved him, or should I?”

Esme trembled and looked at Nolan. Alexander’s chest heaved, and his hands clenched into fists. The oppressive aura he emitted made Esme too scared to speak. Esme’s nails turned even more purple. She didn’t dare to look at Nolan, much less at Alexander.

She slowly lowered her head and heard Nolan ask softly, “Esme, the person who really saved Mr. Tudor was Elizabeth, wasn’t it?”

Alexander immediately looked at Nolan. Alexander’s hand gripped the bedsheet tightly. He both hoped it was Elizabeth and feared it was Elizabeth. His eyes were ice-cold, and he held his breath for a moment.

Nolan frowned. Although he knew that it would be cruel for Alexander if he knew Elizabeth had saved him, it was the truth.

“Elizabeth?” Alexander tentatively said the name.

Nolan nodded subtly. Alexander’s body swayed, and he collapsed against the headboard.

Alexander thought, It really is Elizabeth, the one I hurt for so many years, the one who loves me with all her youth! Elizabeth endured all my abuse and was humiliated by me countless times! But she’s the one who truly saved me, who was willing to sacrifice her life for me!

She covers the scars she got from saving me with a butterfly tattoo. Yet in these three years, she never once mentioned that she’s the one who saved me. I asked her countless times, but she never told me that she’s my savior.

Seeing the growing hatred in Alexander’s eyes as he looked at her, Esme’s heart clenched.

“Alexander,” she softly murmured his name, crying. “For the past three years, I’ve been sincere with you. Except for this one lie, I haven’t deceived you about anything else, I swear that I really haven’t lied to you about anything else!”

Alexander’s eyelashes trembled. He looked at Esme and shook his head slightly.

Alexander thought, I’m such a fool. Esme is an impostor and a liar! But I have believed her. The Elizabeth who had been by my side for seven years, only to be hurt by me so deeply!

The one who truly saved me is…

Alexander’s throat moved up and down. He lowered his head, feeling a burning sensation in his chest. His mind was filled with hatred and confusion.

It felt like a giant hand gripping his neck, making it hard to breathe. Esme’s crying was so loud that it made his blood boil. Alexander clutched the fabric over his heart, closed his eyes, and his voice was so hoarse it made people ache. “The one who is truly wronged is Elizabeth.”

Elizabeth was the one who had always loved him. Alexander suddenly couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh.