Chapter 72
Was it her who didn’t get it, or was it Alexander who was cluelen?
He had a knack for his career, sharp as a tack, but when it came to relationships, he was totally blind.
Was it just because he didn’t live her? So he treated her like dirt?
s stopped up, shirlding Elizabeth, and snapped, “Alexander, what
hell are you doing? Did you ran get the farts straight befher yelling at Elizabeth?
“No matter what, making Isme kneel in front of everyone was wing! Alexanders site was low, seething with anger.
Elizabeth glared at Alexander, sering a new level of hatred in his eyes.
He hated her more than ever!
Elizabeth lowered her head, feeling a mix of bitterness and pain.
He had never believed in or stood by Elizabeth. But to protect Esme, he humilated and scolded her without a second thought!
“Alexander Esme’s eyes welled up with tears, and with Alexander backing her up, tears streamed down her face, full of grievance!
She had been fighting against so many people alone, and now, finally, Alexander was there to stand up for her!
“It’s okay, Exme.” Alexander lowered his eyes, gently comforting her.
He hadn’t wanted me to come to the birthday party, but she insisted on pleasing Lily.
He had warned
her that his family might
not treat her kindly! But Esme didn’t care, saying she’d do anything to change the Tudor family’s opinion of her
Esme was the cherished daughter of the Russell family, one of the four prominent families in Lisbun
To marry Alexander. Esme had endured so much!
Seeing Esme about to kneel to Elizabeth, how could Alexander stand it?
“Alexander, you’re really
y blind!” Elara p
pointed at him, furious. “Let her go right now! You may not feel ashamed, but I do?“
With so many people watching, Alexander held Esme and insulted his wife. What was that about?
Wouldn’t this become the talk of the town?
How could she have given birth to such a disgrace?
Almander looked around, and indeed, everyone was watching, whispering.
Thinking about fly’s poor health, Alexander let go of Esme
He adjusted his demeanor, regaining some composure, Elizabeth, come with me.
Saying this, he walked towards a secluded area.
Elizabeth didn’t want to talk to him, lowered her eyes,
5, and responded coldly, “We have nothing to talk about, Mr. Tudor. You go ahead. I’ll leave first?”
She had given her gift, seen Lily, and it was time for her to go.
Seeing that Elizabeth had no intention of following, Alexander walked over, grabbed her hand, and took her away.
Elizabeth was displeased, her previously calm heart now slightly disturbed. “Alexander, let go of met
Alexander ignored her struggle and took her to the restroom.
The hallway outside the e restroom was quiet and empty.
Elizabeth shook off Alexander’s hand and turned to leave, but he blocked her way!
He stood in front of Elizabeth. At over 6 feet tall, he was imposing
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Chapter 72
She was wearing a gown and couldn’t make large movements.
The hallway was dimly lit. He irritably tugged at his suit collar, then took a step forward, pinning Elizabeth against the wall.
Elizabeth looked up, meeting his deep eyes
He still carried a hint of the perfume fr
from holding Esme earlier, which wasn’t pleasant..
His eyelashes lowered slightly, then he looked at Elizabeth. It was clear he had regained his composure. He asked, “Elizabeth, do you have to make such a scene to be satished?”
Elizabeth looked at him, not understanding.
“You’ve turned Grandma’s birthday party into this and made Esme kneel in public. What are you up to?” Alexander gritted his teeth, visibly angry!
Elizabeth chuckled, not to explain. “I want Esme dead.”
is this answer satisfactory to him?
