Chapter 819

Alexander picked up and dropped off Elizabeth from work, but she rejected him. He gave her flowers, and she threw them away without even looking at them. He tried to get close to her, but she distanced herself more and more. She made it clear that she had made up her mind, and all his efforts were in vain.

“Elizabeth. Stop torturing yourself. You love me.” He stepped forward and cupped Elizabeth’s face in his hands. She still loved him, truly. All her acts of not loving him were just a facade. Seven years of feelings couldn’t be let go just like that.

Alexander furrowed his brows, his throat moved up and down, and his eyes were filled with tears. He had never cried in front of Elizabeth like this before. But today, he couldn’t hold back.

“Please, Elizabeth, stop torturing us both.”

Elizabeth looked into his eyes, her heart trembling. Alexander lowered his head, leaning slightly on Elizabeth’s shoulder. His breathing grew heavier, and the pain in his heart felt like it was about to consume him. The cold wind howled outside, but inside the villa, their hearts gradually warmed.

Elizabeth bit her lip, and the sunset painting on the distant wall made her unable to hold back any longer. She looked at the painting, and tears burst forth instantly. That painting deeply pierced her. It seemed to prove, to tell her, how much she once loved the Alexander who was now crying on her shoulder. She loved him, truly loved Alexander. She loved Alexander so much that she would do anything for him. If it weren’t for Esme in those three years, even if he ignored her during those three years, she would have been willing to continue that marriage for him. She admitted that she couldn’t resist Alexander.

But she also admitted that she couldn’t forget the real and tangible pain he had caused her. The pain was too much. She could never forget the look of disgust Alexander gave her every time he looked at her. She couldn’t forget how Alexander belittled her for Esme. She couldn’t forget Esme’s arrogant face standing in front of her time and time again.

Elizabeth closed her eyes, tears streaming down, falling onto Alexander’s shoulder, soaking through his thin white shirt. Elizabeth’s voice was bitter, “Alexander, what do you want me to do? Do you really want me to jump back into this relationship again? What if you let me down again?”

He slowly raised his head, his eyes red, “Trust me this once.”

“Alexander, I can’t afford to gamble.” Elizabeth’s eyes were filled with gentleness and sincerity. She was already broken. Her family had also sacrificed too much for her.

“I won’t let you lose.” Alexander wiped the tears from her face, “Three months. Just three months. If you still don’t accept me, I swear, I will never bother you again. Okay?”

Alexander begged her to give him one more chance. He didn’t ask for much, just three months. He would give all his time to her, begging her to fall in love with him again, to entrust her future to him.

“Please.” He gave all his humility to Elizabeth. No one else was worth this humility, except Elizabeth, the person he most wanted to be with.

“Three months?” she asked.

“I’m willing to sign an agreement with you. If after three months you still decide to leave me, I will never bother you again.” This was Alexander’s final plea.