Chapter 620
“Elizabeth, no matter what my status is, I had to come today,” Alexander said, adjusting his mindset. He knew that Elizabeth hated him and that the Percy family did not welcome him. Even if he couldn’t get through the door today, he still wanted to say hello to show he cared about Declan’s birthday.
“Yes, Elizabeth, today is Declan’s birthday. Mr. Tudor, as a junior, should come,” Nolan chimed in to support Alexander.
Elizabeth glanced at Nolan indifferently, seemingly thinking he was being too talkative. Nolan fell silent. Alexander signaled Nolan to put down the things and asked him to wait in the car. Nolan nodded, apologized to Elizabeth, and left immediately.
“Elizabeth, I’ll just drop off the things and say a word to Declan, then I’ll leave. Is that okay?” Alexander looked at Elizabeth again, his eyes full of pleading.
Elizabeth stared at Alexander, for the first time finding him very stubborn. She didn’t want any more entanglements with him, so she spoke more decisively, “I won’t let you in. Alexander, don’t disturb our family’s good mood. Seeing you will only make them angry.”
Alexander nodded. “Elizabeth, I’m sorry for hurting you and your family. If I could have taken good care of you, if I hadn’t been blinded by Esme, I believe I would have been a qualified husband.” His low voice sounded even more somber on this desolate night.
Elizabeth immediately raised her hand to interrupt Alexander. “Do you think saying this will move me?” She shook her head, her eyes completely cold as she looked at Alexander. “You’re just moving yourself.”
Alexander felt very hurt and could only say, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t say sorry to me, I don’t need it. Just don’t appear in front of me; that’s the best apology!” Elizabeth lowered her voice, afraid of disturbing her family in the living room.
Alexander shook his head; he wouldn’t leave Elizabeth. He had to appear in front of her at all times. Even if Elizabeth pushed him away again and again, he would continue to follow her.
“Elizabeth, don’t push me away, let me make it up to you.” He lowered his head, not having the courage to look at her again. In fact, Alexander had never done such entangling things before. He felt very uneasy.
Meanwhile, Declan’s voice came from the living room, asking, “Elizabeth, who is it?”
Elizabeth looked up. “No one else, Charles and I are just getting the cake.”
“Is it heavy? Let me help,” Declan said and was about to come out of the living room.
Elizabeth paused, hurriedly pushing Alexander away.
Alexander saw her panicked eyes and her nervous actions, feeling hurt once again. He awkwardly stepped back, looking at Elizabeth’s face, awaiting his leaving with only a bitter smile.
In the past, Elizabeth would have immediately pulled Alexander in, desperately introducing him to Declan, hoping their relationship would improve and letting Declan know that she was living well after marrying him. She would also tell Declan that she loved him and would only marry him in this lifetime.
Now, things were different. There was no love in Elizabeth’s eyes, and no tenderness in her actions. Although Elizabeth’s hand was holding his arm, the force was light and heavy, no longer as passionate as before, tightly gripping as if afraid that if she let go, Alexander would disappear.
Alexander was pushed down the steps, Elizabeth’s hand still holding his arm, then she looked up at him. Alexander’s eyes involuntarily reddened for a moment. He wanted to hold Elizabeth’s hand in return but didn’t have the courage.
Elizabeth looked into Alexander’s eyes, feeling his body temperature, and her whole heart was in turmoil. She saw Alexander looking at her helplessly, even with a hint of tears in his eyes. He asked helplessly, “Elizabeth, do you hate me that much?”