Elizabeth sighed. Drunk people were incredibly strong, and ordinary people couldn’t overpower them. Elizabeth was held by Alexander just like that. Time ticked by, second by second. Eventually, Elizabeth got tired first and fell asleep in his arms.
The sunlight was blinding. Elizabeth felt sore all over. She turned over, not knowing where her leg was resting, and her fingertips suddenly touched something they shouldn’t have. Elizabeth subconsciously realized something was wrong. She frowned, slowly opened her eyes, and was immediately shocked.
“Fuck,” Elizabeth cursed instinctively. She quickly looked down at her clothes. She confirmed that her clothes were still on. How did she end up sleeping with Alexander?
Alexander slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and picked up the phone from the bedside table. It was 10:30 in the morning. Something was wrapped around his waist. Alexander looked down and realized it was Elizabeth’s leg. Alexander’s palm landed on her inner thigh, making Elizabeth’s brow twitch. She immediately sat up and quickly got out of bed.
“How did I end up in your bed?”
Alexander shook his head, unable to remember. “I think I drank too much, and you helped me over here,” he said. Elizabeth’s heart raced. She quickly left the room; her phone was still in the guest room. Felix had sent her messages all night, and she hadn’t replied to any of them. The last two messages were:
Felix: [Fuck, are you okay? Why did you suddenly go silent and not answer your phone? I’m going to track your location, don’t be mad.] Felix: [Fuck, why are you at Alexander’s place?]
Elizabeth found it hard to explain. She opened the notification bar again, and the news of her and Alexander going home together was still in the top ten trending topics.
At that moment, a new piece of news was causing a stir on the trending list: Esme of the Russell Group has gone insane and was sent to Serenity Meadows Psychiatric Hospital in Lisbun this morning. No one from the Russell Family showed up when she was taken to the hospital. Esme had gone insane. Wasn’t that shocking enough?
Elizabeth turned around and saw Alexander brushing his teeth. Elizabeth showed her phone screen to Alexander, “Did you do this?” This was definitely Alexander’s doing.
“Yes,” he said, “This is my explanation to you.” Elizabeth was speechless.
“Is Esme really mentally ill?”
“That’s not important,” he said. “Henry wants to get her out of the police station. There’s no way I’m letting the Russell Family rescue her. If Henry insists, this is my biggest concession,” Alexander said coldly, raising an eyebrow. A psychiatric hospital was a place where a sane person would go mad. If Esme wasn’t mentally ill and was sent to a psychiatric hospital, this was the best torture he could give her. If Esme really was mentally ill, then she was lucky.
“Alexander, do you really have no feelings for Esme at all?” This was a question Elizabeth was particularly curious about. Although Esme’s methods were despicable, she was still a wealthy beauty.
“Do you want the truth?” Alexander asked Elizabeth. Early in the morning, he was quite willing to answer such a provocative question. Elizabeth raised an eyebrow.
“The truth is, no.” He used to think he loved Esme, especially every time she got hurt. It wasn’t until he genuinely fell for Elizabeth that he realized his feelings for Esme were never love; they were guilt and helplessness. He was just going through the motions like a machine.
“Elizabeth, it’s you that I truly like.”