Chapter 871

Elizabeth lowered her head and pulled the blanket over herself. Alexander, sensing her shyness, looked away and lowered his head.

“Weren’t you going to ask when the power would be back? Can I still leave?” Elizabeth asked him softly.

Alexander hurriedly picked up his phone, realizing he had forgotten. His heart felt like it wasn’t his own, completely out of control. He dialed the villa’s butler, who quickly apologized on the other end: “Mr. Tudor, I’m sorry to trouble you. The power cable near the villa exploded, and we’re working on it!”

“No power tonight?” Alexander frowned, glancing at Elizabeth.

The butler’s tone was very humble: “No, Mr. Tudor. Not only is the power out, but the road is also blocked by the fallen cable. We’re very sorry, but we’ll try to fix it by tomorrow morning, okay?”

Alexander pressed his lips together. It didn’t affect him much; he could just sleep as usual. But Elizabeth…

“Alright, got it.” Alexander hung up the phone. He looked at Elizabeth. She had heard; the cable was broken and it couldn’t be fixed tonight.

“I’ll change clothes, and you can take me home,” Elizabeth said, planning to go home.

Alexander said, “It’s so late, why don’t you stay?”

Elizabeth checked the time; it was almost five o’clock. But she had promised Declan she would go back. If she didn’t, Declan would definitely be angry. She couldn’t explain it well.

“No.” Elizabeth was about to get out of bed. Alexander grabbed her arm.

In the dim light, Alexander frowned. “The road is blocked. We can’t go.” There was only one main road out of the villa; the rest were walking paths. This road was important, and it would definitely be closed if something happened.

As they spoke, Elizabeth’s phone rang. Her phone was still in the bathroom. No need to guess; it was definitely Declan. Elizabeth frowned, seeing Alexander get up to fetch her phone. Alexander looked at the caller ID and gave Elizabeth a meaningful look.

“It’s my dad, right?” Elizabeth said calmly. Alexander handed her the phone; it was indeed Declan. Elizabeth ran her fingers through her wet hair, irritably pushing it back, and answered the call. Seeing her fuss with her hair, Alexander went to get a towel for her. Elizabeth glanced at Alexander, then lowered her head.

Declan asked, “Where have you been?” Elizabeth pressed her lips together, about to speak.

Declan continued, “Elizabeth. I don’t want to interfere too much in your affairs, but you’re an adult now. If this is your choice, I can only wish you well.”

“No matter what, you’re my daughter, and I will always love you.”

After Declan finished speaking, the call ended. Elizabeth felt a sudden pang of sadness. The years she had argued with Declan over Alexander seemed like they were just yesterday. Elizabeth looked up at the particularly helpless Alexander standing in front of her. The tension from the sudden power outage made her feel like she was falling apart. She couldn’t help but want to cry. But Declan’s love made her feel deeply guilty. Elizabeth didn’t even know if, in the future, when she became a parent, she would love her child unconditionally like Declan did.

Elizabeth lifted her head, sniffled, and tears rolled down her cheeks. Seeing Elizabeth cry, Alexander felt… He just wanted her to stay. She was so unwilling… helpless. Alexander frowned, unable to bear seeing Elizabeth cry. He lowered his eyes and gently wiped her tears with his fingertips, saying softly, “Don’t cry, I’ll find a way to get you home.”