Chapter 595

Rose was totally unreliable.

“Alexander’s gonna ask, ‘Who is 17?’ How am I supposed to answer that?” Elizabeth asked, feeling awkward.

“Just say it’s some distant cousin of yours. What’s the big deal?” Rose shrugged, as if it were the easiest thing in the world.

Elizabeth chuckled. “Mom, we’re talking about Alexander here!” She thought to herself, He’d figure out the cousin thing in no time; obviously not gonna work.

“He can check all he wants, but can’t we just hide it? Her plan was foolproof.”

“That your cousin is your husband,” Rose said confidently.

Elizabeth stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, then shook her head. “Forget it. Let them think whatever they want. Worst case, I’ll just stay at the research institute all day!” She said goodnight and quickly headed upstairs.

As soon as she got back to her bed, everything went quiet. She realized she hadn’t visited Celine in days. She decided she’d visit Celine before work tomorrow.

At the hospital, Elizabeth walked in carrying a fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers. A bunch of old colleagues greeted her warmly. She asked about the cardiology department and found out Laura had become the deputy director. Elizabeth was genuinely happy for her. She remembered the kidnapping incident; if it weren’t for Laura, she might not have been found so quickly. Some people don’t need deep connections; a few interactions are enough.

While Elizabeth was chatting with everyone, a frantic voice suddenly echoed in the hall. “Quick, get a stretcher!”

Elizabeth turned to see a young nurse calling for a doctor. Then she looked outside and saw a familiar face. It was Henry, holding a bleeding Esme. Her arm hung limply at her side, with fresh blood dripping from her wrist onto the floor. Elizabeth’s lips parted in shock. Henry glanced at Elizabeth, then frowned.

“Mr. Russell, what happened?” a concerned doctor asked.

Henry replied, “She slit her wrists!”

Elizabeth wasn’t surprised by the news. Esme’s emotions had always been unstable. When she was with Alexander, she often suffered from depression, threatening to jump off buildings or commit suicide to force him to marry her. Now that all her dirty deeds were exposed and Alexander was ignoring her, it wasn’t shocking she’d try to kill herself.

Thinking about it, Elizabeth let out a bitter laugh. She’d never felt so harsh before, but right now, she had no sympathy for Esme. Esme was wheeled into the emergency room. Henry stood at the door, his posture straight. Soon, he turned and walked towards Elizabeth.

Elizabeth was about to enter the elevator when Henry called out, “Elizabeth.” She looked at him, puzzled.

“Are you gonna remarry Alexander?” he asked.

Elizabeth was confused. Why was Henry suddenly asking this?

The elevator door closed and then opened again. Someone inside asked Elizabeth, “Are you coming in or not?”

Henry answered for her, then asked again, “Elizabeth, are you gonna remarry Alexander?”

“She’s not coming in yet,” Henry said.