Chapter 724

The moment Alexander saw Elizabeth at the door, his heart filled with unease. Both joy and grievance squeezed his heart. His joy was for her coming; his grievance was that she had only just arrived. Alexander had never anticipated someone being by his side so much, and Elizabeth was the one he desperately wanted to be near.

“You still know to come?” he lowered his voice, hoarse and heart-wrenching. Elizabeth just looked at him, her gaze calm. Alexander’s eyes were bloodshot; the exhaustion of the past few days, compounded by a day without rest, left him with an indescribable sense of brokenness. He was wearing a white shirt, his tie askew, and he looked quite disheveled. But the joy in his eyes when he saw Elizabeth was unmistakable.

“Mr. Tudor feeling aggrieved?” Elizabeth’s voice was lazy.

“Shouldn’t I be?” he asked.

Elizabeth smiled. “Waiting for someone is indeed a long process. But it’s a compulsory lesson in life. So you should learn it.” No tuition fee needed; she could teach him a lesson. Wasn’t that his luck?

Elizabeth pushed the door open and walked right in. Alexander watched her, feeling even more aggrieved seeing her act like she was at home. And seeing Elizabeth throw her coat aside, he suddenly had the urge to go up and hug her. But he held it back. He probably liked her too much; so, when facing her, as long as he remained rational, he would give her enough respect. So, thinking about the things he had done in the past, Alexander felt ashamed.

Elizabeth stood in front of the window, the whole city in view—beautiful and bustling, while also making people feel out of reach.

“This view is quite nice, worthy of the Emerald Skyscraper.”

“The world seen by the rich is indeed different from that seen by ordinary people, isn’t it?” She turned to look at Alexander.

Alexander stood beside her, looking out the window with her.

“I only know that the world we see is the same,” he said calmly.

Elizabeth smiled. “Us? We’re not the same.”

“At this moment, it is the same,” he looked at her, his expression serious. “We can be in sync; it’s just a matter of time.”

Elizabeth remained silent. She had never been in sync with him. As long as he was Alexander, she was destined to look up to him. He was always high above, even in his most downtrodden moments.

“What do you want to talk about?” Elizabeth asked directly. “If it’s about getting back together, forget it.” After all, she had no intention of reconciling with him.

Alexander looked at her, feeling the sense of distance Elizabeth exuded. She treated him like a stranger, making it impossible for him to get close. She was like a rose; if he got too close, he would be covered in wounds. But even so, Alexander was determined to get close. Because now he and Elizabeth were just like she and Alexander in the past. Back then, he was like a rose, and Elizabeth embraced him, covered in blood. He felt ashamed as he had missed out on such a good girl like Elizabeth. This time, he would never let her go again.

“I have a gift for you,” he simply said.

“Alexander, I don’t lack gifts. If I need something, I’ll buy it myself. Why do you always do such unnecessary things? You waited here all night just to give me a gift? When did you become so childish?” Elizabeth looked at him, her eyes full of confusion.