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Chapter 447

Chapter 447 Unconsciously Hurting Oneself

If it were in the past, seeing her like this, I would have teased her just as I teased Ashley. But now, I no longer have the energy, I could only stand numbly at the door for a long time before leaving in desolation.

The rain in River City was drizzling, cold and damp. I couldn't return to the Conner's place. When I left River City with Ezra, I had almost transferred all my assets to my mother. Now that I'm back, I have nothing.

Without a home, I had nowhere to go, wandering the icy streets. The rain soaked my clothes, the extreme cold almost numbing me. In my mind, I kept replaying Captain Lucas's death, Elliott's death, over and over again. Like a stray dog, I had lost my home and could only wander aimlessly. In just tivo short months, everything seemed to have changed.

When Alexander found me, I didn't know where I was, just vaguely seeing his anxious face. He grabbed me and roared, "Tabatha, you're insane."

It was his roar that brought me back to reality, allowing me to see the clear river in front of me. I didn't know when, but I was already standing on the city moat, just one step away from jumping down. Having realized this, I looked at him blankly, "I... how am I here?"

He pulled me back to the side of the road, frowning at me, "What happened? Why do you look so upset?"

I shook my head, feeling utterly exhausted and weak all over. My legs gave way and I collapsed, but he quickly caught me, worried that something might happen. Ile hurriedly picked me up.

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I tugged at the hem of his clothes, feeling everything extraordinarily unfamiliar, and said in despair, "Alexander, perhaps, I shouldn't have come back."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He spoke, put me in the car, covered me with a blanket, turned on the heat, and said, "I'm taking you to the hospital."

I shook my head, weak yet stubborn, saying, "I'm fine, just tired. Take me home, a little sleep will do."

He pursed his lips, not agreeing, but still did as I wished.

On the car ride, we were silent the whole way. He kept glancing at me, seemingly still worried that something might happen to me.

I wanted to tell him I was fine, but unknowingly, I fell asleep leaning against the car.

When I woke up again, the surroundings were indeed unfamiliar, but it wasn't a hospital, it was a luxuriously decorated bedroom. It must be Alexander's home.

I stared blankly at the crystal chandelier above my head for a while, it took me a long time to get up from the bed. The wet clothes on my body had already been replaced with a pink silk pajama.

I frowned, Alexander had changed it for me?

"Awake?" As I was puzzled, the bedroom door was pushed open. Alexander came in with a cup of ginger tea and handed it to me. Seeing me frowning and clutching my pajamas, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said wordlessly, "Don't overthink it. Your clothes are all wet. If you don't change, you'll freeze to death.”

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Of course, I knew I would freeze to death if I didn't change, but after all, there are differences between men and women, how could he... Seeing my dissatisfied look at him, he pouted and said, "It wasn't me who changed it for you, it was the housemaid. I asked her for help." Regarding this, I said no more. Taking the ginger tea, I took a light sip. I didn't like it, but it was' warming.

He sat down on a chair nearby, his movements slightly leisurely, and looked at me, saying, "Tabatha, how have you become so fragile? You seek death at the slightest issue, what's going on in your head?" I myself was clueless about my suicidal tendencies. Five years ago, after returning from the border, I would often do things out of control, unconsciously tormenting myself, attempting to numb myself with physical pain. But I hadn't done such things for a long time. This sudden urge, perhaps, was due to my current desperate situation, which led me to unconsciously contemplate suicide.

I didn't know how to explain it to him, so I could only say, "I wasn't trying to kill myself."

He snorted, looking at me and said, "No matter what you're thinking, this is the last time. If I encounter it again, I'll indulge you."

Ignoring his words, I blankly stared out the window at the still gloomy sky, and said, "River City seems to have changed."

Seeing me like this, he sighed slightly and looked at me, "Did you know about Marjorie?"

I didn't respond, I fell silent.

He straightened up, looking at me and said, "Tabatha, there are many people in this world worth our love, Walter is not the only one. You won't only fall in love with him in your life. Since he has his own path

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to follow, you can also choose your own. Don't let me look down on

you just because a relationship has faded."

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