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.”

me up. How is it possible that nothing has changed when I now have such a huge scar on my

her into his arms. Hugging her tightly, he comforted her, “Give it some time.

“Don’t be silly. I have never once blamed you for

anything in response and simply tightened

never placed the blame on him, but

her face was the true deterrent for her to

was known to be perfect, so how could she appear in front of everyone with

this moment, Alexander made up his mind to do whatever it would take

…

Wegas Hospital, Jamie was listening attentively

degrees of severity. She will not be

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

on her condition. As you are aware, in such circumstances, doctors can only attempt to treat the symptoms. The patient

up to the patient? Simply said, these foreign doctors just want to avoid responsibilities! If I didn’t have to be on

but to follow the doctor’s advice and complete all admission procedures for

the hospital, he looked dejected

the street, a swanky motorcycle rushed up to

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

was surprised. “How did you

and merely threw him a spare

and recognized it to be the one he took from Paul. “Where are we

talking. Get

perplexed, he obediently put on the helmet

motorcycle came to a stop in

his helmet, and just stood there staring

as she walked to him after hanging her helmet by the side mirror. “In Cittadel, this place is

Jamie. “Why did

head and giving him a

and unsure of how to respond. “You…

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