Chapter 198
Elizabeth noticed Alexander's hand was bleeding.
She glared at him, "Aren't you the same?"
"Do good deeds without expecting anything," Alexander said, standing where Linda had been.
Elizabeth's heart skipped a beat.
He turned to her, "Elizabeth, remember when you said you wanted to jump off a building?"
She stayed silent.
"You probably don't. Let me remind you," Alexander squatted down, raising an eyebrow.
He smiled, "Last year, you messaged me one night, saying you were sick and if I didn't come back, you'd jump and make me deal with your remains."
Elizabeth's face darkened. She had said that, foolishly.
For Alexander, she'd say anything crazy.
But she valued her life too much to actually do it. Thinking back, she wanted to slap herself.
Seeing her sour expression, Alexander continued, "And three months ago, you said you'd jump because you hadn't seen me in over a month. Remember which building? The Tudor Group building."
Elizabeth turned to leave, and Alexander called after her, "Not jumping anymore?"
She stopped.
Through Linda, she realized such actions wouldn't gain a man's attention, only his disgust.
Love and indifference weren't forced; they developed naturally.
Elizabeth turned back, smiling, "Not jumping. I won't do any foolish things for you anymore."
She smiled brightly under the rooftop lights, reminding Alexander of how she used to be in high school, always smiling and calling out to him.
They hadn't been like this in a long time.
"Alexander, Linda taught me a lesson. I hope someone teaches you one too," she said, raising an eyebrow and waving.
Alexander watched Elizabeth's carefree figure fade into the distance, his heart suddenly clenched with inexplicable unease.
Elizabeth returned to Linda's hospital room.
Linda had calmed down.
"Starting tomorrow, I'll be your attending physician. Ms. Carter and I will treat your illness," Elizabeth said coldly.
Tears streamed down Linda's cheeks.
"Linda, my money doesn't grow on trees. If you still want to end your life, we won't treat you," Elizabeth said seriously.
Linda shook her head, "Dr. Percy, I'll listen to you. I don't want to die!"
Her will to live was strong. Elizabeth saw it from the start.
Elizabeth always felt Linda was resilient. She had helped many people and hoped Linda wouldn't let her down.
Elizabeth furrowed her brows but eventually softened and hugged Linda.
When she left the hospital, it was night.
Elizabeth saw Joseph waiting by the car.
"Is your father okay?" she asked.
Joseph nodded, "He's admitted and asleep."
"Let me drive you home. It's late, and I don't feel comfortable," Joseph said gently.
Elizabeth couldn't refuse and got in the car.
"I saw Alexander," Joseph said.
"Linda was going to jump, and he saved her," Elizabeth said, looking at her wrist wound.
It wasn't serious, just scraped skin.
She thought of Alexander's hand, which was more seriously injured.
"I mean, when you got into my car, Alexander saw it," Joseph added.
Elizabeth was stunned, 'really?'
