Chapter 483
Nolan knew Esme had totally lost it. She actually had the nerve to butter him up right in front of Alexander.
Nolan shoved Esme away, a bit rougher than he meant to.
Alexander looked exasperated. "Nolan!" He sounded kinda scolding, like Nolan had gone too far.
Esme immediately started bawling, crying out, "Alexander."
Before she could say anything else, Nolan cut her off, saying firmly, "Mr. Tudor, Esme's been lying to you!"
"I haven't!" Esme shot back quickly.
Alexander stared at Esme, feeling super tense inside. He w ondered what Esme had lied about.
"Alexander, I really haven't! I love you. Everything I do is because I love you!" Esme grabbed Alexander's arm. "Please believe me, okay?"
Alexander was confused, thinking, 'What the heck are they talking about? Why is Esme so emotional?'
He even held Esme's hand back, then looked at Nolan.
Esme felt Alexander's hand holding hers, feeling both sad and scared.
She cherished Alexander's kindness but was terrified he'd stop loving her!
She'd been orbiting around Alexander for years; she didn't know what she'd do if she lost him.
Esme's tears fell onto the back of Alexander's hand. That cold sensation made Alexander's heart feel a chill.
His gaze shifted to Nolan, his heart trembling as if something had tugged at it. It seemed he knew what Nolan was about to say.
Alexander instinctively loosened his grip, but Esme held on tight.
Esme kept saying, "I was wrong. I really know I was wrong!!"
Besides admitting her mistake, she didn't know what else to do or say.
Alexander's brow furrowed and then relaxed. His hand was tightly held by Esme. He looked at Esme in disbelief, his eyes particularly cold and grim.
Esme shook her head. As he tried to pull his hand back, Esme only gripped tighter, holding on so hard that his hand turned red.
When he finally pulled his hand back, the back of his hand was red. And Esme seemed to have all the strength drained from her body, collapsing by the bedside.
In the silence, amidst all the unease and incredulous gazes, Nolan's voice rang out at just the right moment, "Back then, when you were kidnapped, it wasn't Esme who saved you."
Although Alexander had already guessed this from Esme's repeated confessions, he was still incredibly shocked when Nolan actually said it.
Alexander wondered, 'Is this real? Is this serious? The person who saved me isn't Esme! I have suspected countless times, investigated countless times, but she has always hidden it! Esme has lied to me for three years!'
Esme shook her head, looking at Alexander. "Alexander." Her voice trembled, and tears kept flowing.
For the past three years, Esme had only thought that no one would ever know the truth and that she wanted to get rid of Elizabeth.
Esme had never thought about what she would do when the truth revealed.
"Esme is a fraud!" Nolan almost gritted his teeth as he said this.
Esme reached out to grab Alexander's arm again, but Alexander flung her away.
"Esme, how dare you!" Alexander roared. There was oppression, threat, and dissatisfaction in his voice.
Esme trembled all over from his roar, crying even louder, "Alexander, I just love you too much! My love for you is real!"
Alexander's arm slammed against the bedside table, knocking everything off and onto Esme. "Love me? This is how you love me!"
