Chapter 214 Returning to the Old House
Alexander let out a wild laugh, pulling Elizabeth even closer. Her flushed cheek pressed against his chest. He felt it very clearly, with his tone becoming extremely gentle, "Go, pick out a pretty dress for Alice. We're about to leave."
She spoke with a hint of involuntary coquettishness, "Tell me, which one is the real you?"
Alexander lazily smiled, "When your heart is only filled with me, that's the real me."
Alexander's words made no sense!
She couldn't understand!
Didn't she have him in her heart?
From the first time she met him six years ago, from the moment she realized he was the same man who took her virginity, her heart had already completely fallen for him.
But she had dignity, a sense of self-protection. The hurt she had suffered wouldn't allow her to open her heart to any man again.
She would rather be cold for a lifetime and retreat into her shell like a snail, than be humiliated.
Elizabeth gave a self-mocking smile.
Actually, from the outfit he chose for her, she could guess what he was thinking. He didn't want her to stand by his side. The only reason he wanted her to go to The Windsor Manor was for Alice to have a mother.
So that Alice's life wouldn't be like his, lacking the love of a complete family.
Exhaling, Elizabeth said, "Alright, I'll pick out a pretty dress for Alice."
With that, she led Alice into the dressing room.
Alexander truly adored Alice.
For every outfit he bought for her, he bought just as many for Alice, each worth over ten thousand dollars.
She didn't even need to choose, because any outfit would make Alice look beautiful.
Elizabeth picked a light pink trench coat for Alice. The coat fit Alice perfectly. For the bottom, she chose solid black tights, paired with light pink leather shoes, then tying Alice's hair into a bun.
Alice looked as beautiful as a child star, holding Alexander's hand.
As they walked together, they garnered countless admiring glances.
But Elizabeth, standing with them, seemed out of place.
However, she didn't care.
She had thought it through. Following Alexander to The Windsor Manor today, she was sure to be unwelcome.
She was only thinking about how to get through the day at the old mansion.
On the way, Alice said something to her, but she was only half-listening. "Mom, when we get to Great-Grandpa's, if any other women try to bully you, you must remember to find me."
"Okay," Elizabeth replied, absent-minded.
"Mom, if someone asks who you are, you must tell them you're the wife of the bad dad," Alice said.
"Okay," Elizabeth replied, still absent-minded.
"Mom, if those two women I beat last time come to Great-Grandpa's house again, I'll definitely call you, and we will kick them out together. Okay, Mom?" Alice said, always brave and bold.
She absolutely wouldn't allow any woman to invade Elizabeth's territory.
Elizabeth remained absent-minded, replying, "Okay."
Chatting with Alice from time to time, they arrived at The Windsor Manor.
This was Elizabeth's third time here.
The first time was the day she got out of prison. In a daze, Alexander brought her here. She still remembered that the backyard was where the Windsor family servants lived, and beyond that were mountains and streams, with vines leading down to the depths of the valley.
Thinking of this, Elizabeth couldn't help but marvel in her heart. The Windsor family was truly wealthy. To build such a grand mansion near the mountaintop, with a view from above and a stream behind, it was impossible for thieves or robbers to get in.
Even the servants coming in and out of this mansion dressed differently from ordinary people. Elizabeth thought, to be a servant here, the salary must be at least five thousand dollars a month, right?
She still remembered, six years ago, when she first entered this mansion, several young maids had treated her with extreme disdain and contempt.
Now, if those maids knew she had married Alexander and had a child, what would they think?
But, looking at her own outfit, Elizabeth couldn't help but mock herself again.
Although she was Alice's mother and Alexander's wife, she still had no status.
It was possible that even a senior servant here had a higher status than her.
When Elizabeth and Alice reached the front door of The Windsor Manor's main hall, Elizabeth couldn't help but pause.
Because she suddenly remembered the scene six years ago when she was criticized by the entire upper-class circle here.
She didn't have the courage to step in again.
"What's wrong?" Alexander looked at her, asking.
Alice also looked up at Elizabeth, asking, "What's wrong, Mom?"
Elizabeth rarely lied, so for a moment, she couldn't think of a reasonable lie. A few seconds later, she suddenly had a brainwave.
"What's wrong!" Alexander asked.
"I got my period," Elizabeth said, blushing.
Alexander was silent.
"Just now, I can feel it. I need to find a place to buy sanitary pads. I saw a supermarket at the foot of the mountain. I need to go buy some. Otherwise, it will be embarrassing later." Elizabeth said. This excuse was very reasonable.
She was proud of her own cleverness.
Alexander's eyes showed obvious displeasure, and Elizabeth even saw some disappointment in his eyes.
Why was he disappointed?
Did he really want a second child?
No way!
However, he said to her, "I'll call Gavin to pick you up and take you to buy them. He'll wait for you at the supermarket entrance. He won't know what you're buying, and then he'll bring you back here."
Elizabeth was silent. Although with Gavin around, she couldn't escape, but at this moment, it was good to avoid it for a while.
Gavin arrived, driving Elizabeth to buy sanitary pads, and quickly bringing her back. As he dropped her off at the mansion, he said to Elizabeth, "Mrs. Windsor, in fact, Mr. Windsor's purpose in bringing you here today is to make everyone there aware of your identity."
Elizabeth gave a faint smile, "Really? Thank you, Gavin. You can go back. Alice is here, I won't leave."
"Okay, Mrs. Windsor. I'll be waiting in the car outside the gate." Gavin said.
Gavin left, Elizabeth stood alone by the flower bed in the yard, reluctant to go in.
At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came from behind her, "Where did you come from, lady? Why are you standing here? You look so familiar."
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