Chapter 487
At the hospital entrance, Alexander hopped into the car just as the skies opened up, pouring rain like there was no tomorrow. He felt a knot of anxiety tighten in his chest.
He glanced outside, and a flash of lightning lit up the sky, looking like it was about to tear the world apart.
Raindrops hammered against the car window, creating an annoying racket.
"Where's Elizabeth? Get us there now," Alexander's voice came out muffled and rough.
Nolan looked back, frowning. "She's at the airport right now."
"The airport?" Alexander's eyes widened in surprise.
Nolan checked his watch. The plane was taking off in an hour; they might not make it. "Mr. Tudor, Elizabeth's really upset. She's heading abroad for further studies."
Nolan had planned to take Alexander straight to Elizabeth, but Esme was in the hospital room, and he ended up spilling the beans about everything, causing a delay.
Hearing this, Alexander's panic spiked. Realizing the urgency, he jumped out of the car.
Nolan frowned. "Mr. Tudor?" He had no choice but to follow him into the rain.
The downpour drenched them instantly. Alexander circled the car and shoved Nolan aside to get into the driver's seat.
Nolan was taken aback. "Mr. Tudor?"
Alexander buckled up, rolled down the window, and said, "Send me the flight info." Then he floored it.
The car splashed through puddles, rain pouring from the sky and soaking the ground. And Alexander's heart felt just as turbulent.
The car zoomed through the rain. Lights flickered, and the downpour intensified. Passing cars honked, annoyed at his reckless speed.
Inside, Alexander steered with one hand and fumbled for his phone with the other, dialing Elizabeth's number, the one he'd called a million times before.
But she had blocked him long ago. No matter how many times he called, it went straight to voicemail. With each unanswered call, his frustration grew.
He tried a different number, clinging to a sliver of hope. But after a few rings, still nothing.
Desperate, he started texting her.
Alexander: [Elizabeth, I'm on my way to the airport. I need to talk to you.]
Alexander: [Elizabeth, wait for me.]
Alexander: [I know everything! Don't leave. You know I can find you anywhere!]
He kept sending messages.
A car horn blared ahead, and headlights blinded him.
Alexander swerved just in time to avoid a truck, his heart pounding. He tossed his phone aside and hit the gas.
Gripping the steering wheel tightly, memories of Elizabeth flooded his mind, each one a stab of pain.
Back in high school, Alexander was always getting into fights. When he got hurt, he'd go to Elizabeth, whose family were doctors, to patch him up.
She was quick and efficient, always making sure his wounds healed perfectly. No scars, no lingering pain. He knew Elizabeth was a natural at medicine.But later, he believed the rumors—that Elizabeth was a medical failure.
Elizabeth was innocent and cheerful. She'd never frame Esme. She was the Percy Family's treasure, pampered since birth. She wasn't petty or malicious. It was Alexander who was the fool, the biggest fool of all.
