Chapter 569

Elizabeth couldn’t quite believe it.

“Nolan, do you think I’m really that bad?” Alexander asked with a wry smile.

Nolan knew his place as an assistant, but he still asked, “Mr. Tudor, do you want the truth?”

Nolan said without hesitation, “Yes.”

The exchange was quick and to the point. Alexander and Nolan shared a look, and both cracked a smile.

“Mr. Tudor, you’re good to everyone at the company. You treat Ms. Russell well, too. But when it comes to Elizabeth, yeah, you’ve been pretty awful,” Nolan added.

It seemed like Alexander had given all his kindness to everyone else, leaving none for Elizabeth. Alexander furrowed his brows, deep in thought about his actions. He had really pushed Elizabeth away, not treating her like family at all. Even though Esme had saved him once, it didn’t give Alexander the right to hurt Elizabeth whenever he wanted. Alexander was truly messed up. It was no wonder Elizabeth couldn’t forgive him. He couldn’t even forgive himself.

“Mr. Tudor, if I were Elizabeth’s family, I’d be on my knees begging you to let her go,” Nolan joked.

Alexander had hurt Elizabeth so deeply. Who would still trust him with her? He was silent for a few seconds and then said, “Elizabeth’s family has already said that.”

“You can’t blame them. In the three years you were together, Elizabeth cut ties with her family for you. You never visited them either,” Nolan said, unsure if he should continue.

It was like a movie playing in Alexander’s mind.

In the first year of their marriage, Elizabeth asked if he’d go home with her to celebrate Declan’s birthday. She hadn’t been back in a while, and when she married him, she had a fight with Declan. Going back together would give her a reason to return and reassure Declan, letting her family know she was okay. But back then, Alexander was stuck on the fact that he had said he wouldn’t marry Elizabeth. He couldn’t hear a word of her request.

Later, on Declan’s birthday, Alexander went home to grab something and found Elizabeth there, not celebrating Declan’s birthday. In the following years, Elizabeth never mentioned her family again.

“Speaking of which, isn’t Mr. Percy’s birthday coming up?” Nolan suddenly added.

Alexander looked up, puzzled.

Nolan thought of something and said, “But Mr. Percy’s birthday is usually low-key, just a family dinner at home.”

Alexander frowned.

“Mr. Tudor, think of a way to make Mr. Percy happy,” Nolan teased.

Alexander wasn’t mad. Having someone still on his side, giving him advice, he was already very grateful. After all, even Alexander’s family had given up on him. Since he and Elizabeth divorced, they had become increasingly distant. Of course, they hadn’t contacted him much before either. Whenever they did, it was because they couldn’t find Elizabeth. But Alexander didn’t know where Elizabeth was either. Over time, they stopped looking for Alexander altogether.

Alexander patted Nolan on the shoulder. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome, Mr. Tudor.” Nolan smiled. “Shall we head back?”

There was no point in Alexander standing there any longer.

“Oh, the necklace,” Alexander said, looking at Nolan.

Nolan smiled. “I’ve already sent it to the villa. You’ll see it when you get back.”