"Alexander... there’s no point talking about that right now." I said quietly,
Not long ago, he had still been with Lilian.
Now she was lying injured in a hospital because of him.
And yet he was standing here asking whether I cared for him.
What exactly was he thinking?
"How is it meaningless?" Alexander took a step closer.
"You should worry more about treating your wounds and getting some rest," I replied calmly. "That way, you can go see Lilian tomorrow morning."
The moment her name left my lips, Alexander’s expression changed.
As if realisation just hit him.
His brows tightened immediately.
"I was meeting business associates earlier," he explained quickly. "They left before me. I got attacked afterward. I don’t even know where Lilian came from. She suddenly rushed over and got hurt trying to protect me..."
"So it was just a coincidence?" I asked quietly.
"Yes."
He looked directly into my eyes and nodded without hesitation.
"If you don’t believe me, you can ask Jane or Jim. I really didn’t know she’d be there."
"You don’t need to explain yourself to me."
Honestly, if Alexander wanted to be with Lilian, he could simply do it openly.
There was no need to hide it.
No need to invent coincidences.
And besides...
The fact that Lilian had taken a knife for him was touching enough already, wasn’t it?
All Alexander needed to do was agree to the divorce.
Then I would gladly step aside and fulfill their wishes.
Alexander stared at me silently, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
"You don’t trust me anymore?" he asked quietly, almost as if he had only just realized it himself.
I lowered my gaze.
After a long silence, I finally answered,
"I used to."
"But whether I trust you or not anymore... doesn’t really matter now."
His expression stiffened instantly.
For the first time, Alexander seemed unable to find the right words.
"Alicia, I..."
I interrupted him softly.
"No matter what happened, Lilian was hurt because of you. You shouldn’t leave her alone in the hospital."
After saying that, I turned and walked away.
Behind me, Alexander suddenly reached out, as if trying to hold onto something.
But in the end—
My sleeve slipped through his fingers.
Leaving his hand empty.
Third Person POV
The sharp scent of disinfectant filled Lilian’s senses as consciousness slowly returned to her.
The morning light filtered faintly through the hospital curtains.
When she opened her eyes, only Lucas Summer was sitting beside the bed.
Her lips moved weakly.
"Where’s Alexander?"
Lucas glanced at her calmly. "What do you think?" he replied flatly. "He didn’t come. He sent his assistant instead."
Disappointment washed across Lilian’s pale face instantly.
"Did you ask Jane why he didn’t come?"
She could hardly understand it.
After everything...
She had taken a knife for him.
How could Alexander not come see her?
Was it because of Alicia?
Lucas leaned back slightly, almost amused by her reaction. "Jane said CEO Blackwood is very grateful for what you did. He’ll cover all your medical expenses until you recover fully and make sure the police catch the attackers."
Lilian stared at him in disbelief.
That was it?
She had nearly died for him—
And he still refused to come?
Had he really become this cold?

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