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. โAlexander, whatโs up?โ she asked, a bit dazed.
Sunny glanced over. Alexanderโs hair was wet from the rain, and he looked flustered and anxious. Behind him were Nolan and two hospital security guards.
โWhy didnโt you answer the phone?โ he asked, clearly upset.
Elizabeth patted her pocket. She had left her phone in the hospital room. โItโs 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, sheโs okay, he thought, sighing in relief.
โGo back to the hospital room and rest,โ he said.
โNo,โ Elizabeth refused. She felt safe with Sunny.
Alexander frowned, losing patience. โWhat are you afraid of?โ
โIโm not afraid. Sunny is scared, Iโm keeping her company,โ Elizabeth said, grabbing Sunnyโs arm.
Sunny looked confused. Alexander raised an eyebrow. โSunnyโs scared?โ
Sunny was stunned, unsure what to say. Alexander let out a cold laugh, stepped forward, and grabbed Elizabethโs hand. Elizabeth struggled. โIโm not going back. If I go back, Iโll 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.
โIโm not a person?โ he asked.
โWerenโt youโฆ?โ she asked.
โWho said I was with Esme?โ he replied, carrying her out.
Elizabethโs heart raced as she looked at him. Nervously, she asked, โThen why are youโฆ?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, โAre you being nice toโฆ?โ
Alexander looked down at her. โAlexander, 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?
โNo,โ he said coldly.
โThen youโre 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.