I married a man 228
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Chapter 228

Elizabeth looked up and saw Alexander just as the footsteps stopped. She put down what she was holding, stood up, and gave him a look. โ€œAlexander, whatโ€™s up?โ€ she asked, a bit dazed.

Sunny glanced over. Alexanderโ€™s hair was wet from the rain, and he looked flustered and anxious. Behind him were Nolan and two hospital security guards.

โ€œWhy didnโ€™t you answer the phone?โ€ he asked, clearly upset.

Elizabeth patted her pocket. She had left her phone in the hospital room. โ€œItโ€™s in the hospital room,โ€ she said, pointing downstairs.

Alexander stepped forward, looking like he had a lot to say, but he held back. In the hospital room? Does she know not answering the phone almost drove me crazy with worry? Forget it, sheโ€™s okay, he thought, sighing in relief.

โ€œGo back to the hospital room and rest,โ€ he said.

โ€œNo,โ€ Elizabeth refused. She felt safe with Sunny.

Alexander frowned, losing patience. โ€œWhat are you afraid of?โ€

โ€œIโ€™m not afraid. Sunny is scared, Iโ€™m keeping her company,โ€ Elizabeth said, grabbing Sunnyโ€™s arm.

Sunny looked confused. Alexander raised an eyebrow. โ€œSunnyโ€™s scared?โ€

Sunny was stunned, unsure what to say. Alexander let out a cold laugh, stepped forward, and grabbed Elizabethโ€™s hand. Elizabeth struggled. โ€œIโ€™m not going back. If I go back, Iโ€™ll be alone.โ€ Before she could finish, Alexander picked her up.

His embrace was still a bit wet. Elizabeth looked into his eyes and felt herself calm down.

โ€œIโ€™m not a person?โ€ he asked.

โ€œWerenโ€™t youโ€ฆ?โ€ she asked.

โ€œWho said I was with Esme?โ€ he replied, carrying her out.

Elizabethโ€™s heart raced as she looked at him. Nervously, she asked, โ€œThen why are youโ€ฆ?โ€

Chapter 228

Their eyes met, and she quickly looked away, too scared to ask if he came to the hospital just for her. In the dim elevator light, she finally spoke, โ€œAre you being nice toโ€ฆ?โ€

Alexander looked down at her. โ€œAlexander, are you pitying me?โ€ she asked.

Her words cut deep. He was just doing what any friend would do, but she thought it was pity. How bad must he have been for her to have felt this way?

โ€œNo,โ€ he said coldly.

โ€œThen youโ€™re pitying me,โ€ she said softly.

Alexander frowned, wondering if there was a difference between pity and charity.

The elevator doors opened, and he carried her out. Elizabeth clutched his clothes, and a clap of thunder made her lean into him. He held her tighter and took her back to the hospital room. He placed her on the bed and drew the curtains. With the outside world blocked out, Elizabeth felt calmer. Alexander poured her a glass of water, his hair still wet. Elizabeth drank the water and picked up her phone. She saw that Alexander had called her more than twenty times.


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