Chapter 196 Alexande's Explanation
Tom and Shae were cracking up. "A solemn farewell, really?"
Evelyn rolled her eyes. "Can you guys chill? It's just a breakup, not a funeral."
Caspian took a swig of his beer, ignoring their jokes, and mumbled, "I've liked you since middle school. It's been forever. Why can't I win you over? Am I really that bad? Sometimes I just don't get it."
Shae felt for Caspian and asked Evelyn, "All these years, you never had any feelings for Mr. Wade, not even a little?"
Caspian looked at her, hoping for a different answer this time.
Evelyn shot Shae a look, took a sip to hide her embarrassment, and thought, 'How could I not feel anything all these years? Caspian might seem unreliable, but he's always good to me.'
But she had her own goals, in her career and in choosing a partner. He wasn't the best choice, so she kept rejecting him. In the end, she just didn't like him enough, only a bit of fondness.
Putting down her glass, Shae pressed, "Answer me, don't just drink."
Evelyn wanted to dodge the question in front of Caspian. She grabbed her bag and said, "I refuse to answer a pointless question. I'm outta here."
Caspian watched her go. Seeing her avoid the question, he smiled, took a big gulp from his glass.
Tom said sympathetically to Caspian, "You'll find someone who likes you. Evelyn isn't right for you."
"I've given up," Caspian said, drinking his beer, sounding sad.
Lillian cried herself to sleep, only to be woken by a phone ring. She glanced at the sofa, then closed her eyes again, ignoring it.
Kelly rushed out of the bathroom, glanced at the phone, then at Lillian, and answered softly, "Mr. Sinclair, Lillian is asleep."
Alexander said on the phone, "I was too busy today and went straight home. How is she?"
Kelly replied, "She's fine. Her friends came by this afternoon, and she had a good time."
"When my mom scolded her, was she upset?" Alexander asked.
"Lillian knows Mrs. Sinclair means well, so she didn't say anything," Kelly replied. "Maybe she talked a lot with her friends today. She was tired and went to bed early."
Alexander said, "Alright, I'll come over after dropping Luke off at school tomorrow. You can take a day off and rest at home."
Kelly ended the call, gently placed the phone on the table, turned off the bedside lamp, and went to sleep in the outer room. In the darkness, Lillian opened her eyes again, fumbled for her phone, unlocked it, and saw several Facebook messages from Alexander, all sent while she was asleep. Then, she opened that video.
The next day, Lillian didn't dare leave the ward. After a video chat with Oscar, she lay on the bed staring at the ceiling.
After dropping off his kid, Alexander came to the hospital with breakfast. As he entered the ward, he saw Lillian in a daze and teased, "Miss me already after just one day?"
Lillian heard his voice, looked at him, and smiled faintly. "I want to go home. When can I be discharged?"
Alexander said, "Didn't the doc say to stay for a week? Have some breakfast first."
"You eaten yet?" Lillian asked.
"Yeah, had a bite with Luke," Alexander replied, pulling out the food and wetting a towel in the bathroom to wipe her hands.
"Just sit back and relax. I'll feed you," he said.
Lillian raised an eyebrow. "What's your game? Got some hidden agenda?"
"I didn't come by yesterday, so I gotta make up for it today," Alexander said, spooning some food towards her.
Lillian ate obediently, her eyes glued to him. Thinking about the video, she squinted slightly, feeling a bit resentful.
Noticing, Alexander leaned in and asked, "Your eyes bothering you?"
Lillian shook her head and rubbed her eyes. "Nah, just a bit dry. Rubbing them helps."
She could feel his kindness. Trust was crucial between them. She had to say something or she'd go nuts.
"Alexander," she called softly.
Alexander, scooping porridge, responded casually.
"I'm full," Lillian said.
"You're eating so little?" He asked. "Finish this bowl of porridge."
"I don't want to. I have something to tell you," Lillian said seriously.
Seeing her serious expression, Alexander put the bowl on the table and matched her seriousness. "Go ahead."
She looked intently into his eyes, seeing the calmness and composure of someone not guilty. She felt she hadn't misjudged him.
She took out her phone from under the pillow, pulled up the video, and handed it to him. "Watch this first."
Alexander took it curiously, opened the video, and his expression gradually changed.
"Who sent this to you?" He asked sternly.
Lillian said blankly, "There are too many people on Facebook, and some don't have notes, so I can't tell who it is."
Alexander opened her Facebook, and the person who sent the video was still on the list. He scrolled through but found nothing, then exited.
He handed the phone back to her and said seriously, "Lily, trust me."
"I trust you, but you need to give me a reason," Lillian said. "In the video, you hugged her willingly; no one forced you, right? I couldn't hear what you were saying, but I know it wasn't what the subtitles indicated. Were you talking about Amy?"
Alexander nodded and said, "Yeah, I was talking about Amy. That day, I had drunk a bit too much, went to the rooftop to sober up, and fell asleep. At some point, Shae came up, and dizzy from the alcohol, I mistook her for Amy. She looked so much like Amy that day that I thought I was dreaming, so I hugged her. That's what happened."
Lillian listened, silent for a long time. She thought, 'Amy is still the one you miss the most!'
"Lily, I know what you're thinking. Amy and I met when we were young; she was my first love, and we shared deep feelings. I bear much responsibility for her death, and I find it impossible to forget her, whether emotionally or rationally. Even in front of you, I have to admit that I really miss Amy. This isn't a betrayal or a denial of you; I purely miss her!" Alexander said slowly, filled with genuine emotion.
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