Chapter 35
"Thanks a ton for today. Something unexpected came up, hope you don't mind!" Elizabeth said sincerely at the Percys' doorstep.
Joseph leaned against his car, raising an eyebrow casually. "As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."
Elizabeth smiled, her eyes lighting up. "Thanks."
"No problem. Don't let irrelevant people mess with your mood!" Joseph replied.
Elizabeth nodded. "Alright. See you next time."
Joseph waved and got into his car, driving off.
Elizabeth stood there until his car vanished. She shook her arms, ready to head back inside.
Meeting such a gentlemanly and elegant guy was rare.
Too bad she felt too flawed to deserve him.
Just as she was about to go in, a familiar voice called out from behind. "Elizabeth."
The voice was raspy but had a warmth that hit Elizabeth right in the heart.
She spun around and saw a black Maybach parked nearby. Alexander was leaning against it, staring at her with those intense eyes.
Elizabeth had been so wrapped up in saying goodbye to Joseph, she hadn't noticed anyone else.
'What's he doing here?' she wondered.
Her face immediately darkened, showing a flicker of annoyance.
Alexander noticed, his eyes turning colder.
'Is she really that unhappy to see me? She was all smiles with Joseph just now,' he thought.
"What do you want?" Elizabeth's tone was flat, like she was talking to a stranger.
Alexander seemed to think so too.
He kept staring at her, his eyes deep and unreadable. He didn't say a word, just kept looking.
It felt like even looking at her was a luxury now.
Elizabeth felt a shiver run down her spine under his gaze, her whole body tense.
'He always hated seeing me, didn’t he? What's with the staring now?' she thought.
"Mr. Tudor, if you have nothing to say, I'm going inside." Her voice got a bit sharper.
As she turned to leave, Alexander finally spoke, "When did you and Joseph meet?"
Elizabeth stood beneath the streetlight, her smile gentle, casting a long shadow. She possessed a beauty that was difficult to describe.
"Do you care?" she asked.
Alexander's brow furrowed. "Answer me," he demanded.
Elizabeth knew him well. He was relentless. If he didn't get an answer, he'd keep pushing. And from the looks of it, he'd been drinking.
"We met through dating," she said casually.
Alexander's frown deepened. 'They met through dating? So, they didn't know each other before? The reason she agreed to the divorce was not because of Joseph?' he thought.
He let out a low chuckle, reaching for a cigarette. But when he saw Elizabeth, he stopped.
"Do you like him?"
Elizabeth didn't bite. "Mr. Tudor, it's late. Go home and rest," she said coolly.
Alexander's eyelashes fluttered. 'Why won't she answer? Did she fall for Joseph in just a few days? Is she planning to get engaged to him?' he wondered.
He moved closer. As Elizabeth turned to leave, he grabbed her wrist, pinning her against the wall.
Elizabeth's back hit the wall, and she looked up at him.
