Chapter 920
"What's wrong?" Alexander looked at Elizabeth, a hint of innocence in his eyes.
Elizabeth pursed her lips. She didn't say that he wasn't very trustworthy.
Forget it, after all, he's new. Better give him some confidence.
"Alright, Mr. Tudor, someone as smart as you will surely learn quickly," Elizabeth nodded.
She was so perfunctory, it seemed like she didn't believe he would learn at all.
Since that's the case, he must learn.
"I'll cook, you wait in the living room," Elizabeth said.
"Can I watch from the side?" he asked.
Elizabeth nodded, of course.
He could just see how the kitchen utensils in this house were used.
Elizabeth was too familiar with this house.
She tied her apron and began.
Alexander leaned quietly against the door, looking at Elizabeth's profile, his heart stirred.
For those three years, she was always like this, busy alone in the kitchen.
Eating alone, living alone.
She had this nominal marriage.
He was the one who let her down.
Countless times she cooked and messaged him to ask if he would come home.
He always refused.
Later, when he wanted to eat her cooking again, it was harder than reaching the sky.
"During those three years, did you hate me?"
Alexander's voice slowly reached her ears.
Elizabeth glanced at him, "What?"
"When you cooked alone and couldn't wait for me to come home, did you hate me?"
"Hate, of course."
The premise of hate was always because of too much love.
If Alexander didn't come home now, she would just feel a bit disappointed, but there would be no hate.
"Then why didn't you get a divorce?"
"Women, you know, always soft-hearted, always holding onto their fantasies, thinking there's still a bit of hope."
No matter how bad Alexander was, if one day he suddenly smiled at her, or spoke kindly.
That would give her the motivation to keep going.
"Then now, are you still being soft-hearted?" Alexander looked at her intensely.
Elizabeth nodded, "Yes, I'm being soft-hearted. I'm not good, I don't listen to my parents' advice, I'm still getting close to you."
"Alexander, do you know how people outside insult me?" She smiled, but it was so bitter, not pretty at all.
"They say I'm cheap. They say I'm stupid, that I'm worthless."
Even now, those labels still lingered on various forums.
She had seen many comments about her and Alexander.
Many people said that Alexander treated her so badly before, if she remarried him, she deserved it.
Some said she wouldn't be happy.
Actually, she had read many comments.
Not a single online user supported her remarrying Alexander.
Of course, she didn't see it working out either.
But seeing those comments, being belittled like that, she felt sad.
"Now it's my turn," Alexander looked into her eyes, his gaze full of pain.
From the day he knelt before Elizabeth, he was the one labeled.
But he never read online users' comments.
What they said was their freedom, if you didn't care about them, they were nothing.
The more you cared about them, the more active they became.
"Let's just hope we all do well. As for the online gossip, whatever," Elizabeth said while chopping vegetables.
Alexander had countless apologies he wanted to say.
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