Chapter 921
But Alexander knew that apologizing to Elizabeth didn't matter at all right now.
The kitchen quieted down, leaving only the sound of pots and pans clanging.
Elizabeth was very serious about cooking.
Soon, the aroma of food filled the house.
It was the first time Alexander felt this kind of homely atmosphere at home.
So this was what life was.
What kind of days had he been living before?
Esme would only act cute with him and talk about which restaurant had good food.
Being with Esme brought a daily sense of novelty.
But being with Elizabeth brought a daily sense of stable and reliable dependence.
Young people always liked novelty, but looking back, they realized that the most reliable person at home was the ultimate harbor.
And the reason that a reliable person was reliable was that he felt guilty towards her.
She could also have a lot of novelty. But she was willing to give up those so-called novelties for the family.
Elizabeth finished cooking, took off her apron, and Alexander had already set the table and was waiting for her.
The two of them rarely had a peaceful meal together.
Elizabeth's cooking was still very tasty.
Alexander hadn't had much of an appetite recently, but he ate a lot tonight.
Seeing him eat quickly, Elizabeth reminded him, "Take it slow, your stomach isn't good."
"Okay," he nodded.
Elizabeth really cared about his health all the time.
And this was a feeling he never got from Esme.
Although Esme always said she loved him and was willing to do anything for him, she never considered Alexander's feelings whether it was eating or living. Many times, she just did whatever she wanted, as long as she was happy.
This was also the reason Alexander was never willing to give her a title.
Because with Esme, he only felt forced by her fake kindness, and he couldn't feel any care or genuine love.
The love Esme gave Alexander was enough to make him feel suffocated.
A suffocating love couldn't last long.
After dinner, Elizabeth went alone to the Christmas tree to open presents.
Alexander went to wash the dishes.
Elizabeth heard the sound of running water from the kitchen and couldn't help but look towards the kitchen several times.
It was a strange feeling.
Clearly, their relationship hadn't recovered yet, but there was an illusion that they could already live together.
Elizabeth got up and went to the kitchen door.
Earlier, Alexander had watched her cook, and now it was her turn to watch Alexander wash the dishes.
He really did have an indescribable husband-like feeling.
This husband-like feeling was indeed likable.
He was very handsome.
Elizabeth turned around and continued to open presents.
When Alexander finished washing the dishes and came out, he saw Elizabeth sitting alone on the carpet, playing with a music box.
The music box played a subtle and beautiful melody, and she smiled, looking very pleased.
Compared to those purses, jewelry, and watches, she still preferred these small items.
"Do you like this?" Alexander sat next to her.
It was a little princess music box with a little girl dancing inside.
"Yes," Elizabeth said directly.
"This music box is part of a series. If you like it, we can buy the rest and line them up."
Elizabeth shook her head, just looking at the music box, and said lightly, "One is precious, but if you buy a whole row, it won't be precious anymore."
"You can like one and collect the others."
Elizabeth looked up at him and shook her head firmly, "No."
Alexander pressed his lips together. He finally understood that Elizabeth was someone who stuck to her principles.
Perhaps she liked him in the same way.
No matter how good the people outside were, a group of them couldn't compare to the one person she liked.
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