Chapter 254

Alexander glanced at Elizabeth’s name, his face a mix of emotions. He looked up at her, feeling like a wall now existed between them, making her seem distant. He pulled a pen from his pocket. Pressing down on the divorce papers, he felt the tension around him becoming suffocating. He had wanted this divorce more than anyone, but now that it was happening, he felt awful. Clutching the pen tightly, he frowned and asked, “Elizabeth, are you sure about this?”

It seemed like he was giving her an out, or maybe a second chance. He hoped she’d say she wasn’t ready and would try to win him back, but she didn’t. “Yes, I’m sure,” Elizabeth replied simply.

Alexander’s throat tightened, and anger flared inside him. He didn’t know why, but he was suddenly furious. He signed his name forcefully, each stroke deliberate. With a click, he capped the pen.

“Alright, come back in a month,” the staff reminded them, “If no one returns, the divorce will be canceled automatically.”

“Okay, thanks,” Elizabeth nodded, gathering her documents and preparing to leave. She paused and asked, “Want to grab a meal together?”

“I’m busy,” Alexander said, striding ahead.

Elizabeth followed slowly, putting on her sunglasses. “You must have time for one meal, right?”

Alexander glanced at her. A beam of light from the window made her look radiant.

“How about that spicy food place near the university?” Elizabeth suggested, walking backward.

Alexander frowned.

“You promised to treat me on graduation day, but Esme called you away,” Elizabeth reminded him as they exited the elevator.

Thinking back, Elizabeth sighed. She realized she had many regrets. By the car, she asked, “Are you coming or not?”

Alexander checked the time. He had a meeting later.

Chapter 254

Seeing his hesitation, Dilaabot sighed, “Forget it. I won’t push you.” She spread her arms towards the sun and walked to the car, muttering, ‘Mr. Tudor is really busy.’

Alexander watched her disappointed back and let out a cold laugh. Just as she opened the car door, he shut it. “I’ll drive,” he said.

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow as he opened the passenger door of his car. “Get in.”

She smiled suddenly. “That’s more like a proper ex-husband,” she said, getting in. Alexander was speechless.

At Lisbun University, they stopped in front of a spicy food restaurant. Elizabeth got out and asked, “Can you handle spicy food?”

Alexander frowned.

Elizabeth remembered, “Your stomach isn’t great, I’ll order some non-spicy dishes.”

They walked in, and the owner, Kimberly Campbell, greeted them, “Welcome, how many?”

Elizabeth signaled two and asked, “Do you have private rooms upstairs?”

“Yes, upstairs for two,” Kimberly replied through the intercom.

As they went upstairs, Elizabeth said, “You can eat sweet things, like desserts.”

Alexander was speechless, following her. Elizabeth found a seat and sat down, clearly familiar with the place. Alexander sat across from her and asked, “You’ve been here before?”

“Yes,” Elizabeth said, tying up her hair, her face strikingly beautiful.

Just as she was about to order, she paused and asked, “Are you treating?”