Chapter 932
"You all know that Alexander likes Esme, right? In these three years of marriage, I haven't gained anything. Except for the title of Mrs. Tudor."
However, even this title didn't feel genuine. Weren't there many people who didn't even know she was Alexander's wife?
Some people assumed Esme was Alexander's wife and gave all their respect to her.
"Marriage is a matter between two people. No matter how hard one person tries, it's useless. Since he likes Esme so much, I can only let go and wish them well."
Elizabeth didn't say anything bad about Esme and Alexander.
After all, separation was separation.
If she wanted to talk about her misery, she should say how Esme targeted her for three years. How Alexander protected Esme for three years, and how these two wretches hurt her to the point of divorce.
"Do you not love him anymore? If a marriage is always one-sided, it's easy to get exhausted. Exhaustion leads to the loss of feelings," Delbert said.
Elizabeth seriously thought about his question.
Did she not love Alexander anymore when they divorced?
Actually, it wasn't that she didn't love him anymore; she was just tired and couldn't see an end to it.
She was truly exhausted, both physically and mentally, from his hurt.
She really wanted to see Alexander, but every time she saw him, it was the beginning of a nightmare.
Every time he saw Elizabeth, it was either to stand up for Esme or to question her!
His long-term targeting and distrust made her physically and mentally exhausted.
There was no point in holding on any longer.
When Esme fell into the water, he watched Elizabeth on the brink of death but still went to save Esme.
Elizabeth was afraid of water because she had saved Alexander.
But even though Elizabeth risked her life to save him, he couldn't turn back for her when she was near death.
"Anyway, we got divorced," Elizabeth said with a bitter smile.
Thalia placed her hand on Elizabeth's shoulder. She looked at Elizabeth with eyes full of sympathy, "But, Elizabeth, you know, back in college..."
Elizabeth looked at Thalia.
Before Thalia could finish her sentence, her phone rang. It was two other classmates from out of town who couldn't find their way.
Thalia hurriedly said, "Okay, I know. I'll come to get you."
After speaking, Thalia stood up and said to Elizabeth, "Elizabeth, you hang out with them. I'll go pick up the others."
Thalia grabbed her coat and signaled Delbert to take good care of Elizabeth.
Delbert immediately nodded.
Elizabeth watched Thalia's back, thinking about what Thalia was going to say.
What was Thalia going to say?
What happened in college?
"What was Thalia going to say?" Elizabeth asked Delbert.
Thinking Delbert might know, but he shook his head, not quite sure.
"Shall we continue?" someone asked.
"Of course, we haven't finished yet!"
Elizabeth had only shared two pieces of gossip, there was much more to go!
Elizabeth was sharing her past while listening to their gossip.
Actually, her gossip wasn't that shocking, just intriguing because it involved Elizabeth and Alexander.
What really shocked her was her classmates' stories.
Elizabeth heard someone say that she had babies right after graduation and now had two kids.
Elizabeth was really stunned. She still felt like a kid herself, and girls her age were already mothers of two.
The strange thing was, she had two daughters, and her husband's mother insisted she keep having children until she had a son.
"Is there a throne to inherit?" Elizabeth asked.
The girl was almost in tears as she spoke. "After I had my second child, my body never recovered. My husband's mother keeps stirring up trouble, saying I can't have a son. Now my relationship with my husband is strained."
"She even suggested to my husband that if I can't have a son, he should go have one with another woman!"
Elizabeth was shocked once again.
"His family isn't even that wealthy. Anyway, I'm under a lot of pressure right now. I advise all of you who aren't married yet, when you find a good man, his family is also very important."
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