Chapter 107
Elizabeth barely touched her food. Her plate looked the same at the end as it did at the start.
Near the end, Alexander took Esme home.
Elizabeth was the last to leave. When she went to pay for the extra food, she found out Alexander had already covered it.
Feeling that Alexander's consideration wasn't meant for her, Elizabeth felt a bit down and envied Esme even more for having Alexander's love.
Elizabeth checked the time; it was already 10 PM. She felt unusually tired, probably because it was her first day at work.
Instead of heading home, she sat on the restaurant lobby sofa for a while.
After some time, just as she was about to fall asleep, she thought she saw Alexander at the door.
Thinking she was dreaming, she rubbed her eyes and stood up to go home.
But as she stood, she saw him more clearly, walking towards her.
It was real Alexander.
He wore a black shirt, a slightly messy tie, and black suit pants. His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs made him look perfect.
Elizabeth's eyes met his face.
He pressed his lips, his narrow eyes staring at her, brows furrowed.
Elizabeth swallowed. Back in college, she had often fantasized about being with Alexander.
She always admired his perky butt, chest muscles, and abs.
"Why aren't you going home?" he asked in his deep voice.
Elizabeth snapped out of her thoughts. Realizing Alexander wasn't hers, she felt unhappy. She shouted, "None of your business."
As Elizabeth passed by Alexander, he grabbed her slender arm, feeling how fragile she was.
Annoyed, he asked, "Are you crazy again?"
"You're the crazy one," she retorted, pushing his hand away.
She walked out, and Alexander followed.
Elizabeth turned to him, wondering why he was following her.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Taking you home," he replied bluntly.
Elizabeth laughed, "Mr. Tudor, you're really busy."
He had taken Esme home and now came back for her.
"Stop talking nonsense." He grabbed her and headed to the car.
Elizabeth pulled her wrist free and stopped, asking, "You are just my ex-husband. What right do you have to be so bossy?"
The old Elizabeth was obedient to Alexander. If he frowned, she would blame herself.
Now, she was like a wild rose with thorns.
Elizabeth used to be too compliant, making her now particularly rebellious.
"Being an ex-husband is enough to take you home." He pulled her into the car.
Elizabeth was too weak to break free and was forcibly taken into the car.
She pounded on the window and shouted, "I don't want to go home. Let me out!"
"It's late. Where else would you go?" Alexander questioned.
"None of your business. Open the door!" Elizabeth glared at him.
Alexander glanced at her and used the seatbelt to restrain her. Leaning close, he stared into her eyes and smirked, "Going to a nightclub to find a man? Or looking for Joseph?"
