Unrepairable Love
Chapter 42
Esme nodded eagerly. “Okay!”
“You should head home and rest. Nolan’s coming over later,” Alexander reminded her.
Esme shook her head. “No, I want to stay with you!”
“I don’t need you here. Go home, okay?” Alexander said gently.
Esme thought for a moment, then nodded.
She needed to find Henry and figure out a way to get that ginseng. Lily’s birthday was just days away!
After Esme left, the room went quiet.
Alexander slowly sat up, leaning against the headboard, staring at the spot where Esme had been.
Nolan peeked in and whispered, “Mr. Tudor, can I come in?”
Alexander looked up, and Nolan grinned.
“You did well tonight,” Alexander said out of nowhere.
Nolan smirked, “Well, I had the best teacher, Mr. Tudor!”
Alexander shot him a look, knowing Nolan was hinting that all his tricks came from him.
Nolan cleared his throat and handed his phone to Alexander. “Mr. Tudor, Mrs. Tudor texted me after she left. She kept reminding me to tell you to take care of yourself.”
Alexander read Esme’s message, his eyes darkening.
He remembered their last conversation.
“Do you like him?”
“Yeah, I’ve fallen for Joseph.
“If nothing changes, after our divorce, I’ll be with him.”
“We were a mistake from the start. Let’s end it here.”
Her words kept replaying in his mind, each one cutting deeper than the last.
Alexander turned off his phone and got out of bed.
Mr. Tudor, you need to rest! Holan said, worried.
“I’m not dying!” Alexander snapped, getting up. He was still weak, but he didn’t care.
He walked out, and Fiolan had no choice but to follow.
The nurg van Alexander leaving and said, “Mr. Tudor, you need to rest Your body hasn’t recovered.”
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Chapter 42
“I’m going home,” Alexander said, getting into the car.
Nolan paused, then asked, “Where to?”
“Where do you think?” Alexander snapped, his anger flaring.
Nolan clammed up and drove back to the villa.
At the door, Alexander punched in the code, feeling a surge of irritation as it clicked open.
“Change the password back!” he barked at Nolan.
Nolan nodded quickly. “Yes, Mr. Tudor!”
Alexander stepped into the living room. It was cold, empty, lifeless.
His phone buzzed.
He glanced at the caller ID and frowned. He wanted to ignore it but couldn’t.
With a sigh, he answered, “Grandma Lily, why are you up so late?”
Lily’s voice came through, sharp and scolding. Alexander, what’s going on with you and Elizabeth?! And what’s this about Elizabeth and Joseph?! If you dare divorce her and break her heart, you’ll have me to deal with!”
Alexander closed his eyes, gripping the phone tighter. “Grandma Lily.”
“I don’t care what that Russell woman has done for you! Elizabeth is your wife, and that’s final. Got it?”
Lily’s voice was furious. If she were here, she’d probably be whacking him with something.
“For my birthday party, I don’t care what’s going on between you and Elizabeth. You both better show up together! If you come alone or with Esme, you’re toast!”
Alexander sighed, rubbing his temples. ‘Grandma Lily.”
Silence on the other end.
Alexander swallowed and said quietly, “Elizabeth won’t come.”
