Chapter 226 Showing Off Her Husband in the Class Group Chat
Elizabeth and Owen looked up simultaneously, seeing Alexander with a stern expression.
"Alexander," Owen called out, afraid of Alexander.
Six years ago, when he was still a playboy, he was afraid, and he still was now. It was a fear that came from deep within.
Alexander didn't look at Owen, only looking at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was calm, without any expression.
She was just sitting in a café with Owen, so what?
If he wanted to blame her, even if she stayed home, he would find a reason to blame her.
Alexander's eyes softening, he asked with concern, "Is your stomach feeling better?"
Elizabeth was taken aback.
"Yesterday, at the old house, what did you say?" Alexander asked.
Elizabeth's face immediately turned red, she had completely forgotten about the lie she told yesterday, but he still remembered it today.
No!
Last night, they had already engaged in a sexual relationship sexual relationship.
He was doing this on purpose!
Sure enough, Alexander casually sat next to Elizabeth, putting his arm around her, touching her water cup, and then frowning.
"Owen, this is your fault!" Alexander said flatly.
Owen explained, "Alexander, Elizabeth and I were just sitting here, Elizabeth..."
Before Owen could finish, Alexander interrupted him again, "When you ordered drinks, did you ask if it was suitable for a woman to drink cold water? Elizabeth hasn't been feeling well these past few days; she shouldn't be drinking cold water."
Owen and Elizabeth were silent.
"Waiter!" Alexander immediately raised his hand, calling out.
The waiter quickly came over, asking, "Sir, what would you like to order?"
"She can't drink cold water these days, bring a hot drink," Alexander said.
"Yes, sir." The waiter replied, immediately going to prepare it.
"Owen, what do you need from my wife?" Alexander continued to ask Owen.
Hearing this title, Elizabeth's face turned red, standing up and saying, "You guys talk, I'll wait outside!" With that, she turned, running out.
What was the point of her staying here?
At least Alexander and Owen were relatives, and whatever conflicts they had, it had nothing to do with her.
She didn't want to get involved.
Even if they were discussing something about her, she didn't want to know. It wasn't necessary.
Owen wanted to call out to Elizabeth, but she didn't look back, running far away.
As soon as she left the café, she saw Gavin's car parked outside. She walked over, opened the car door, and got in.
Gavin turned around, extremely surprised, asking, "Mrs. Windsor, why are you out here?"
Elizabeth bit her lip, asking, "Did he see us as soon as Owen and I went in?"
Gavin stammered, "Mrs. Windsor, I..."
After a pause, he straightforwardly said, "Mrs. Windsor, Mr. Windsor actually cares a lot about you. Don't take what he said yesterday to heart; he was just teasing you. Mr. Windsor is used to being cold, and even his teasing sounds like he's being harsh. He went to the old house yesterday not for Miss Alice Windsor, but simply to confirm your identity."
Elizabeth was silent, not wanting to discern the truth in Gavin's words. She had a good impression of him, but she also knew clearly that he was Alexander's subordinate.
She just gave Gavin a polite smile, saying, "I understand."
She didn't say anything more.
Elizabeth was someone who could stay calm. When she didn't want to talk, there was nothing Gavin could do.
Seeing that Elizabeth didn't want to continue the conversation, Gavin wisely shut his mouth, wondering that Elizabeth had already come back, so what were Alexander and Owen talking about for so long?
Then, Gavin inadvertently looked in the rearview mirror to see what Elizabeth was doing in the back seat. To his surprise, he found that she was looking down, smiling naturally and innocently.
Upon closer inspection, Gavin saw that Elizabeth was playing with her phone.
Actually, Elizabeth wasn't playing with her phone, just reading the chat in Alice's kindergarten group.
Since this group was formed by a few wealthy ladies and wasn't an official class group, the women chatted more freely.
Especially when they talked about their husbands, they were even more unrestrained.
Elizabeth couldn't help but laugh at this.
These women all looked like wealthy ladies, very extravagant, but when they talked, they were unfiltered, having very lowbrow humor.
Elizabeth wanted to laugh but also felt embarrassed.
But it was fun to watch the chat, as long as she didn't participate.
Just as Elizabeth was thinking about not participating, someone suddenly mentioned her: [Ms. Spencer, what is your husband like?]
Elizabeth was silent.
Mira: [Ms. Spencer, we're talking to you. It's your first day in the group, post a photo of your husband. I know your husband is particularly outstanding.]
Someone: [Post a photo, let us all admire him.]
Elizabeth: [Sorry, I don't want to talk about this topic. I have something to do, I'm logging off.]
With that, she hurriedly closed the social platform.
After closing the social platform, she looked out the car window, feeling a bit uneasy.
What were Alexander and Owen talking about?
Inside the café, Alexander and Owen sat across from each other.
Owen was on pins and needles, sweating profusely.
Alexander was calm and composed.
He sipped his coffee, asking Owen, "Owen, I'm your cousin. Why can't you discuss things with me, but you have to find my wife?"
At this moment, Owen decided to go all out, saying, "Alexander, Elizabeth hasn't done anything wrong. She hasn't hurt you. Can you please, for the sake of her giving you a daughter, let her go and stop tormenting her? She really can't take the torment and can't play the games we rich people play."
"You like her?" Alexander asked bluntly.
Owen didn't deny it, "Yes, I like her, but at the time..."
"At the time, you were too stupid! You didn't cherish such a good woman like Elizabeth and almost humiliated her. So now you regret it." Alexander smiled at Owen.
Owen said, "Alexander, don't just blame me. You hurt her a lot back then too!"
"That's why I keep her by my side! And you, you have no chance!" Alexander said coldly.
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