Chapter 352

Alexander strolled up to Elizabeth, eyeing her munching on an apple; his face a mix of emotions. Elizabeth glanced up, locking eyes with him. Alexander leaned on the back of the couch, bending down a bit. “I saw it,” he muttered.

Elizabeth paused, then looked at him. “Saw what?”

He chuckled, a dangerous glint in his eyes. Elizabeth’s gaze drifted from his eyes to his nose and lips. Alexander raised an eyebrow, his voice rough. “In the unfinished building, you and Allen.”

Elizabeth couldn’t help but look up, meeting his gaze again. “So what?” Elizabeth smirked, asking coolly, “Gonna call the cops?”

Alexander squinted, eyeing her calm face, and said, “Ms. Percy, you’re full of surprises.”

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me. Being married to you has been suffocating,” Elizabeth laid it all out. Then she added, “Why don’t you tell Esme her mom’s been kidnapped and go play hero? Oh Mr. Tudor, you’re really busy. Saving one person after another!” She stroked her chin, looking thoughtful.

Alexander sneered, “Elizabeth, I’m not a rescue team.”

Elizabeth’s face gradually turned serious. She looked at him calmly and said, “So, why are you following me?”

“I stumbled upon it, man,” Alexander replied casually.

Elizabeth’s smile was playful. “You should be chilling in the hospital. Why are you out here running around? Esme feeling down, so you went to cheer her up?”

“Is Ms. Percy jealous?” Alexander scrutinized her expression.

Elizabeth was a master of disguise; her eyes were too calm. Even Alexander, who was great at reading people, found her hard to read.

“Jealous?” Elizabeth pushed him away and sighed, “Mr. Tudor, maybe you should take a good look at yourself.”

Alexander’s expression darkened. Elizabeth glanced him up and down, then pouted, “You?”

Alexander was speechless; she was really sharp-tongued. “I’m going to rest now. Leave my room,” Elizabeth moved towards the bed. But Alexander had no intention of leaving.

“Don’t you have your own room?” she asked.

Alexander just wanted to look at her a few more times.

Elizabeth was really annoyed. “If you don’t leave, then I will.”

Alexander raised an eyebrow and said, “I’ll go.” No way he was letting her leave her own room. Elizabeth stared at him, finding him odd.

Alexander walked to the door, looked back at her, and reminded her, “Be safe.”

“I will. Let Esme know I ain’t in a competition with her for you, so quit coming at me.” After all, all these dangers were brought to her by Alexander.

Alexander didn’t say anything, just reached out to touch his arm. Elizabeth saw his bandage was stained with blood. He was seriously injured. Elijah really dared. Didn’t Elijah know he stabbed Alexander? she thought.

The door closed, and the room quieted down. Elizabeth picked up her phone and saw a message from Felix: [It’s done. You can go directly.]

In the morning, Elizabeth had gone out early. Rose came to bring her breakfast but couldn’t find her. Elizabeth left a message for Rose: [Get me discharged. Feeling great. Off to play!] Rose saw the message and was furious.

At the Police Department, Elizabeth sat in the conference room, tapping the table with one hand, legs crossed, not ladylike at all. Plus, she was dressed in black today, looking like a thug. The conference room door opened, and Elizabeth saw the person who kidnapped her yesterday.