Chapter 816

The waiter was stunned for a moment, thinking, “Didn’t Elizabeth just leave? Why did she come back?” Elizabeth helped Alexander out of the bar. A cold wind blew, and both of them shivered simultaneously. Elizabeth looked at Alexander, frowned slightly, and pulled his coat a bit. She called for a cab and threw Alexander inside. She followed him into the car and said calmly, “Opulence Heights Estates, please.” The driver glanced at Elizabeth a couple of times.

Both Elizabeth and Alexander had been drinking, so driving was not an option. She had to take a cab. Although she didn’t take cabs often, every time she mentioned Opulence Heights Estates, people seemed to give her an extra look. Alexander leaned back against the seat. He turned his head, his gaze falling on Elizabeth.

The car wasn’t moving fast. Seeing him look at her, Elizabeth rolled down the window a bit. Letting him get some fresh air might make him feel better. Alexander had drunk too much, especially after those two friends greeted her. He sat there drinking a lot by himself.

Alexander’s eyes darkened. He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips trying to reach Elizabeth. But just as he was about to touch her, his hand froze. Alexander turned his head to look out the window. It felt like a dream. How could Elizabeth be by his side?

“Elizabeth,” he murmured softly, his eyelids drooping completely, his whole body weak. Elizabeth heard him call her and looked over. Alexander looked at her, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. It must be a dream. Elizabeth pushed his hand away. Alexander paused, seeming to sober up for a moment. He frowned, his gaze falling on Elizabeth.

He raised his hand again, this time clearly placing it on Elizabeth’s hair. It was a real touch.

Chapter 816

Alexander, in disbelief, pressed his palm on Elizabeth’s head a few times to confirm it was real. Elizabeth was exasperated. She disdainfully removed Alexander’s hand, “You’re not dreaming, it’s me, Elizabeth.” Alexander didn’t know how to respond. The wind blew into his collar. He sobered up a bit more. Elizabeth turned on the overhead light, illuminating her face.

Alexander looked at Elizabeth. Elizabeth looked at him too. Their eyes met, and the air seemed to thin a bit. The driver glanced back, unsure of what was happening, just feeling an inexplicable chill. Maybe the wind had gotten into his clothes.

“Elizabeth,” Alexander called her name, his voice choked. Elizabeth was annoyed, “What?” Alexander suddenly lowered his head. Elizabeth just looked at him, her heart trembling a bit. He sniffled, like a child.

Elizabeth still remembered back in high school when he was punished by the teacher. Alexander would lower his head silently, pretending to be aggrieved. After the teacher left, he would laugh heartily with his friends. Alexander was good at pretending to be aggrieved. He had something to say, or rather, he knew he was drunk, knew Elizabeth was in front of him, and wanted to use the alcohol to say it. But in the end, it all turned into silence.

The wind messed up Alexander’s hair. Seeing his head slightly lowered, Elizabeth couldn’t help but reach out to smooth his hair. She closed the window. “Sit tight. You’ll be home soon,” Elizabeth said calmly. Alexander didn’t respond.

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