Unrepairable Love

Chapter 864

The incident at the Dream City Police Department caused quite a stir, bringing many people back to the station. The scene was chaotic. When Elizabeth and Alexander arrived, every officer was busy and unable to attend to them.

Alexander noticed Elizabeth looked exhausted, so he found her an empty seat to rest. He then went inside to inquire about Zander and Gavin.

Elizabeth lowered her head; her clothes were dirty and disheveled, but she wore Alexander's jacket. She tugged at a cigarette burn in her clothing, her eyes filled with disgust. The thought of Valentin's face made her nauseous.

Men who used women as playthings deserved to die. Elizabeth gritted her teeth, already planning Valentin's demise. If Alexander hadn't arrived, Valentin wouldn't have let her go; she might have been raped by many. Elizabeth couldn't bear to imagine it.

She kept her head down, her hair partially concealing her face. She sat quietly, out of place in the chaotic station. Alexander emerged and immediately saw her distress. She was too calm, as if she hadn't experienced the trauma. Other girls in Dream City who endured such things would be trembling and crying uncontrollably. Other women would have immediately hugged him for comfort, but Elizabeth did nothing of the sort.

Alexander slowly approached, obtained a cup of water, and offered it to her. Elizabeth followed his hand upward and saw his face, backlit, his features rugged and sharply defined, his jawline strong. Looking at the face she had loved for many years, then at the cup, she felt a pang of sadness. If they could always be good, and he always loved her, how wonderful that would be. She would be the happiest person in the world.

Although Alexander had many flaws, he always gave her a great sense of security. He squatted by her legs and said gently, "Elizabeth, drink some water."

"I'll get your bag later, and then I'll take you back to Lisbon," he said.

Elizabeth looked at Alexander and said calmly, "I want to see Valentin."

"I'll take care of Valentin; you don't need to," Alexander said, his voice colder at the mention of Valentin. (Alexander, ent off his hands and feet, Gouge eat his eyes. This was per request.) Alexander laughed. "You're quite ruthless."

Elizabeth choked up, frowning. "If he doesn't die today, it will be me. He never intended to let me go, so why shouldn't I be ruthless?" He lost, and this was the price he deserved. After all, this was Dream City.

Alexander raised his fingertips, wanting to touch her clothes, but paused. Instead, he asked, "Did he burn this?"

"Yes," Elizabeth lowered her eyes.

"Elizabeth, I know what to do." He ruffled her hair and lifted the cup, indicating she should drink. Elizabeth remained calm and said nothing more. Alexander even wondered if she had been scared senseless. He considered taking her to a doctor upon their return to Lisbon; Dream City's medical facilities were not as advanced.

"Mr. Tudor," someone called from behind. Alexander stood; it was the police chief, with Zander behind him. Elizabeth saw her bag tightly held in Zander's arms.

"Ms. Percy, this is your bag." Zander handed it to her with trembling hands. No wonder she couldn't find it; Zander had been protecting it all along.