Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 972-Alexander got home, only to find Elise sitting on the couch as she surfed her laptop in her pajamas.

Seeing that, he took off his jacket and lay down on her lap, effectively pushing the laptop away.

Elise began to massage his temple. “You reek of alcohol. Did you drink a lot today?”

Alexander responded in an exhausted tone, “I had a couple of drinks with Narissa’s father since he seems pleasant to me.”

Napoleon’s demeanor when he was mocking Stenson was exactly the same as Narissa’s.

“It’s great that you can still get along with him despite the age difference. You have one more person to pour your heart out to in the future!” Elise seemed delighted for Alexander. She then looked at the wall-mounted clock and instantly let go of his hand as she urged, “Get up. I’ll fill the bathtub for you. Take a quick bath and rest early.”

“Wait!” Alexander stopped her as he grabbed her hand and put it against his cheek. “Honey, take off your mask,” he said as he gazed at Elise with hazy eyes.

“I’ll take it off when I go to bed,” Elise coaxed him patiently.

“Can’t you take it off now? I miss the real you. Just for a moment, hmm?”

Alexander’s voice was hoarse and with his slightly sobbing tone, he sounded just like a baby pleading, which Elise found impossible to resist.

Hence, she took some effort and finally dropped her guise as Anastasia for the first time in seven years.

The moment the mask was removed, she instinctively raised her hand to cover the scar on her face.

Seeing that, Alexander moved her hand away and slowly brushed his fingers across her cheeks gently, feeling every inch of her skin.

When his fingertips touched the scar on her face, he became even more delicate, as if caressing a bubble that might suddenly explode.

At that, Elise lowered her head and asked softly, “It looks ugly, right?”

She was aware that the scar had greatly lightened from how it was before, but it was still noticeable as it covered a huge part of her face.

Alexander shook his head in response. “It isn’t. My heart aches for you and I blame myself for not protecting you well,” he said with tears welling up in his eyes. “Thankfully, you look the same to me. Nothing has changed.”

trying to cheer me up. How is it possible that nothing has changed when I now

her words and he drew her into his arms. Hugging her tightly, he comforted her, “Give it some time. After a while, everything will

turned to comfort him. “Don’t be

say anything in response and simply tightened his embrace of

the blame on him, but he

was the

known to be perfect, so how could she appear in front of everyone with such a noticeable

made up his mind to do whatever it would take to assist her

…

in Wegas Hospital, Jamie was listening attentively to the doctor’s

her mental and psychological states are unstable with varying degrees of severity. She will not be recovering anytime soon. We

ambiguous remark. “That’s not the point. I only want to know if

can only attempt to treat the symptoms. The

doctors just want to avoid responsibilities! If I didn’t have to be on guard against Gale,

to follow the doctor’s advice and complete

he looked

to cross the street, a swanky motorcycle rushed up to him

panel of the driver’s helmet was then lifted, revealing Narissa’s bright, clear

was surprised. “How did you

answer and merely threw him a spare helmet that she had

to be the one he took from Paul.

Get

on the helmet and sat

in front of the main entrance of a

off the motorcycle, took off his helmet, and just stood

answered as she walked to him after hanging her helmet by

stunned Jamie. “Why did

turning her head and giving him a serious

taken aback and unsure of how to

it obvious? I was the one who first fell in love with you and also the one who confessed to you. I’ve always been the one to make the first move so now, I am proposing to you. Will you marry me?” Narissa straightforwardly