Unrepairable Love

Chapter 879

“Elizabeth, wait a moment, I’ll take you home,” Alexander grabbed Elizabeth’s arm.

Elizabeth looked down at him. “No need, I’ll have Felix pick me up.”

“I’m at home and can take you, why call Felix?” Alexander’s tone was clearly unfriendly. He grabbed Elizabeth’s arm, signaling her to sit down. But Elizabeth felt awkward, especially when Ellen and Leon looked at her; she always had a strange feeling. It was simply uncomfortable. Seeing them whimpering, she couldn’t describe the feeling. Annoyed? Not really. She couldn’t put her finger on it; she just didn’t want to see them crying in front of her.

“Ms. Percy,” Ellen suddenly called out to Elizabeth. “Is it because of what I did to you before that you’re upset?” Ellen asked Elizabeth.

Elizabeth didn’t say anything.

“I apologize,” Ellen said. Ellen stood up. To Elizabeth’s surprise, Ellen directly knelt in front of her. Elizabeth hurriedly pulled Ellen up, but frowned and quickly pushed her back onto the sofa. Ellen knelt down again, and Elizabeth quickly held her down. “Don’t do this!” If Ellen continued, Elizabeth would really leave. Ellen kept sobbing, unable to speak a complete sentence.

“Ms. Percy, please, just ask Mr. Tudor to spare our family, spare Esme,” Ellen pleaded. “Our family wronged you, Esme wronged you!” “Elizabeth, please stop targeting our family.” Ellen was about to faint from crying.

When Elizabeth heard “stop targeting our family,” she felt very uncomfortable. So even now, they thought Elizabeth was targeting their family. It was truly laughable. Elizabeth let go of Ellen. Leon saw Elizabeth’s expression change.

Leon said to Elizabeth, “Ms. Percy, it’s our family’s fault.” He quickly held Ellen down and said to Elizabeth, “It’s Esme’s fault. Esme ruined you, ruined Mr. Tudor. Our Russell family wants to atone, please give us a chance, okay?”

“I can’t forgive,” Elizabeth answered truthfully. She wasn’t that magnanimous. Esme brought not only marital harm but also psychological and various other harms.

“I really can’t forgive, don’t make it hard for me,” Elizabeth pushed away Ellen’s tightly held hand.

Ellen gritted her teeth. “Ms. Percy, if you don’t forgive us, Mr. Tudor won’t forgive us, just consider…”

“Consider what? Alexander is Alexander, I am me. I can’t represent him, and he can’t represent me. Esme deceived both of us, two families?” Elizabeth frowned, speaking very seriously. “Wake up. What Esme did, no one can easily forgive her. She’s still alive, that’s already our mercy!”

Didn’t everyone know Alexander’s methods? Valentin merely kidnapped Elizabeth, and he ended up dead. Who was Valentin? He was the one who controlled the entire mafia. Alexander only sent Esme to a mental hospital; wasn’t that Alexander’s mercy? If Alexander really wanted Esme dead, would he care if she was insane? Alexander could just let her rot in that cold cell, so what?

Elizabeth didn’t want to waste any more words. She asked Alexander, “Alexander, weren’t you going to take me home? Are we going or not?”