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.”

possible that nothing has changed when I now have such a huge scar on my face? Stop lying.” Elise couldn’t deceive herself

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

turned to comfort him. “Don’t

did not say anything in response and

never placed the blame on him, but

her face was the true deterrent

could she appear in front of

made up his mind to do whatever

…

Hospital, Jamie was listening attentively

severe trauma Miss Heidelberg suffered, her mental and psychological states are unstable with varying degrees

an ambiguous remark. “That’s not the point. I

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

would I need a doctor if everything is up to the patient? Simply said, these foreign doctors just want to avoid responsibilities!

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

hospital, he looked dejected

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

driver’s helmet was then lifted, revealing Narissa’s

surprised. “How did you know

and merely threw him a spare helmet

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

talking. Get on the

he obediently put on the helmet and sat behind

motorcycle came to a stop in front of the main entrance of a government

motorcycle, took off his helmet, and just stood there staring at the

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

stunned Jamie. “Why did you bring me

him a serious look. “Do you

how to respond. “You… Are you proposing to

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