Chapter 899

Alexander clearly told Declan, “Mr. Percy, I didn’t understand back then. Every time I delayed, it was because I didn’t want a divorce. But because of Esme’s pressure, I had to go through with the divorce from Elizabeth. It’s funny; there was even a time when I didn’t want a divorce, so I secretly hid Elizabeth’s ID card.”

That ID card was still in Alexander’s car.

After hearing this, Declan visibly breathed a sigh of relief. Good, this meant Alexander truly had feelings for Elizabeth. Having genuine feelings, plus Elizabeth saving him—no wonder he’s now kneeling to her, begging for forgiveness, and wanting to get back with her.

Declan sighed. Although Alexander genuinely liked Elizabeth, Declan still had to hold him accountable.

Declan arrived at the seafood shop. Pointing at a live fish, Declan asked Alexander, “I came to buy this fish today, but the owner said he’s too busy to help me process it. Can you help me with it?”

Alexander was stunned. Process what? The fish? How would he know how to do that? And the fish was still fresh, swimming lively in the water. Besides, his hand… Alexander raised his right hand, which was wrapped in a thick layer of bandages. It clearly wasn’t convenient for him to handle the fish.

Declan realized Alexander’s hand was still injured. “Never mind,” Declan waved his hand, taking off his coat as he said, “I’ll do it myself!”

Alexander swallowed and quickly said, “How about I give it a try?”

“You don’t know how to do this! Who knows how long it will take you!” Declan said, but he was already waiting for Alexander to step forward.

“I’ll try. You can just guide me from the side!” Alexander quickly stepped up, unwrapping the bandage on his right hand. It wasn’t a big deal anyway, especially in front of Declan and not Elizabeth. Declan didn’t know what happened to Alexander’s hand; he could just re-bandage it later.

“Your hand,” Declan saw that the back of his hand was swollen and red.

Alexander said, “It’s fine.”

Declan frowned. The staff inside didn’t dare say anything because Declan had already told them not to interfere and let Alexander do it. Alexander had never handled fresh seafood before. He put on gloves and an apron, standing by the sink, puzzled. What now, catch the fish?

Seeing Alexander’s puzzled look, Declan couldn’t help but laugh inwardly. Although Alexander was a big shot in Lisbun, it was clear that he had no experience in daily life! Elizabeth was a doctor and could manage a household. She and Alexander were indeed a good match, very complementary.

“Pick up the fish,” Declan reminded Alexander.

So you would see a nearly six-foot-tall, slim, handsome man in casual clothes, bending over, looking confused as he tried to catch the fish but couldn’t. The fish was too slippery. People passing by couldn’t help but look over. Those who shopped here weren’t ordinary people; everyone knew Alexander. Some even recorded the scene and posted it online, captioning it: [I saw Alexander catching fish.] [Alexander and Declan, it looks like Alexander really wants to remarry Elizabeth!]

At the Getty Group building, Kieran, tired after a meeting, saw the news and was green with envy.