Chapter 640

Everyone in the room turned to look at Alexander. Especially Felix, who had seen Alexander in various states. But he had never seen Alexander so resolutely declare that he would not marry Esme.

Esme felt a wave of despair wash over her upon hearing those words. She thought to herself, Alexander had rejected her so directly. Was he angry about what she had just said to Elizabeth? Elizabeth was so despicable, setting a trap for her, which had let Alexander see her in such a state!

Esme felt wronged. “We’ve been together for three years. Did you not like me at all?”

Hearing Esme’s words, Elizabeth found it laughable. She pondered, ‘What were three years? When she and Alexander divorced, she had asked the same question. And his answer was no, and it was resolute.’

“All the kindness I showed you was because you deceived me. Do you think feelings born from deceit can be sincere?” Alexander’s gaze fell lightly on Esme.

Esme didn’t know how to respond. She still didn’t want to believe it. She cried, “But those were three years we spent together.”

“Don’t bring it up again. When I think about being deceived for three years, I feel like a fool played by you!” Alexander’s emotions suddenly flared up. His voice carried pressure, and a strong sense of oppression suddenly enveloped him.

Esme’s shoulders trembled from his shout. She was left with nothing but tears, unable to speak. She truly felt sorry for him. And she did all of this because she loved him. Her love for him was beyond doubt.

“Esme, get lost immediately.” Alexander pointed to the side with a cold expression, because he didn’t want to see her anymore. If it weren’t for Elizabeth calling him here, he still wouldn’t have seen her!

“Alexander, you’re so heartless!” Esme shouted.

Since Esme called him heartless, Alexander decided to be heartless to the end. He said coldly, “Esme, you brought this on yourself.”

“What do my three years mean to you!” Esme screamed in agony.

Elizabeth watched quietly, as if seeing herself in Esme. She had once been just as ugly and crazy, and heartbroken in the end.

“Esme,” Vincent called out to Esme, signaling her to calm down. “Mr. Tudor, Esme’s health hasn’t fully recovered. Do you really have to provoke her like this right now?” He looked at Alexander, his voice heavy.

Alexander looked at Vincent coldly. Using Esme’s words, “Does a dog have the right to teach me what to do?”

Vincent’s face turned ugly.

“Get lost.” Alexander looked at them, his disgust for them reaching its peak.

Esme felt a mix of heartache and a tinge of anger. She had loved him for three years, yet he was treating her like this now.

“Alexander. You will regret this.” Her tears fell, her lips trembling.

Alexander didn’t want to say another word to Esme.

“Leaving just like that? Not going to finish off Elizabeth?” The man on the truck cursed, his voice reaching Alexander’s ears.

Alexander’s gaze swept over to a chubby man in his thirties. His eyes fell on the license plate of the truck, then finally on Esme. If Esme dared to harm Elizabeth, he would make the Russell Family wish they were dead.

“Truly spectacular,” Felix remarked. Usually, it was Alexander and Esme hurting Elizabeth. Now it had turned into Alexander and Esme turning against each other, which was interesting.

“Is it interesting?” Elizabeth’s voice was faint.