Unrepairable Love Chapter 535

Ivan wasn’t interested in Elizabeth merely because she saved his life. He was genuinely curious about her as a person. Elizabeth was young and fiery, whether in love or hate. How could that not catch Ivan’s eye? She possessed top-notch medical skills but abandoned them to take over Celine’s research project. Pretty impressive. She looked delicate, but inside, she was like a whole universe, totally mysterious. Ivan was definitely interested in Elizabeth.

The car pulled up in front of a private kitchen. Elizabeth and Ivan walked in, one after the other. Elizabeth turned to him, “So, Ivan, you’ve been back for a few days now. What’s your next move?”

“I’ve got stuff to handle,” Ivan said lazily.

As they stepped into the restaurant, he glanced back. The black Maybach had followed them. Ivan shut the door.

“In a few days, you’ll see what I’m up to,” Ivan told Elizabeth.

Outside, the Maybach’s window rolled down. Alexander looked at the private kitchen in the distance, a helpless smile playing on his lips. Ivan knew his spots—a private kitchen. Finding a good restaurant at this hour was tough.

Alexander pulled out his phone; he knew Ivan had spotted him. He texted Ivan: [Interesting?]

Ivan shot back: [Not bad.]

Alexander: [Ivan, you better know your limits.]

Ivan: [I’ve asked Elizabeth many times; Alexander, you have no chance.]

Alexander: [Ivan, Elizabeth is my ex-wife!]

Ivan: [You didn’t appreciate her, and now you won’t let me try?]

Alexander: [Don’t push it.]

Ivan: [I’m not pushing it; I’m helping you both move on.]

Alexander: [Get lost.]

Alexander put down his phone, clearly pissed. Ivan looked at his phone and chuckled. Elizabeth glanced up.

Ivan cleared his throat, set the phone aside, and said, “The food here is pretty good.”

Elizabeth nodded, ordered her favorites, and let Ivan pick the rest. Ivan quickly ordered a few dishes and started chatting with Elizabeth. The phone stayed silent.

Alexander headed straight back. The villa felt cold and empty. Alexander sat on the sofa, staring at everything around him, feeling particularly annoyed. In less than six months, everything had changed so much it left him feeling helpless. It felt like his life had been sucked dry.

Chapter 535

Alexander didn’t even dare to lose his eyes and think about Elizabeth too much. Otherwise, his mind would be flooded with thoughts of her—Elizabeth’s figure at home, Elizabeth proudly saying they were the perfect match. But then, it was Elizabeth’s determined back; Elizabeth’s repeated words, “Let’s get a divorce.” Now they were really divorced, but the one who lost out was him.

Alexander stared at the empty wall and thought of that painting again. She left without a second thought, not even leaving a single painting behind.