Chapter 84: Chapter 84

Chapter 86: Meeting an old friend

Elly's words pierced Alex's heart like a knife, and her concern towards John made him felt hurt.

"Do you think I'm just targeting John?"

"Really?"

Her frank answer made the atmosphere very tense.

When he's with Elly, his violent personality were always triggered because her words were ruthless and fierce that blew up Alex's cool.

His furious expression startled Elly. She bit her lip and glared at him.

Time seemed to stop between the two of them, and Alex sneered inwardly.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

After saying those words, Alex turned and left angrily; leaving Elly who kept on standing in the same spot. Her eyes stared on his back; she wanted to show her determination to prove her stance but her heart was heavy and her feet felt like they were buried on the floor.

"I know I speak harshly, but between you and John, I will choose to believe John. He will never deceive me." Elly whispered, no one in the lonely corridor of the hospital heard it.

When Alex's figure was completely hidden inside the elevator door, Elly bit her lip and stilled her heart.

"The person you caught is the one you need to interrogate and question. Who are you to suspect and accuse others without evidence?"

She kicked the nearby trash bin to vent her anger.

"What is your relationship with that crazy woman? She is so affectionately called you hubby. Why don't you explain it to me? You're disgusting!

The trash bin fell to the ground with loud bang. Elly hurriedly put up the trash bin, and her heart was distressed because she felt dying inside.

"I want to know the truth. I want to know who that woman to you, Alex."

Unfortunately, Alex did not hear Elly's question and went to a bar.

He was so drunk that he passed out and fell in the floor.

Amadeo sighed helplessly and went to the back area of the bar to make a call because the music inside was playing loud. He dialed the phone and called his boss. "Sir, Mr. Hargreaves is drunk in the bar. Do you need me to contact his secretary to pick him up?"

"Mr. Hargreaves?" The person on the other side was startled.

"Take him to the private room. I'll be right there."

Inside the bar, a sexy young woman approached Alex, her plumped chest was pressed on his shoulder; her soft hand groped his sturdy chest.

"Hey baby, do you want to have fun with me tonight?" She whispered on his ear

Alex did not respond.

Amadeo returned to the bar and became aware of the girl who's clinging on Alex, and his face darkened.

"Go find someone else." The sudden voice startled the girl, and realized that what she did was too naughty; the girl's face became more playful, a charming smile and seductive eyes were thrown at Amadeo.

"Dare to shout at me? I am a guest of the bar. Do your staff have this attitude towards customers?"

The girl's respond was full of provocation. People who were in the VIP area saw them.

"You would die of your stupidity. Don't ask why."

The girl jumped up in panic and watched a tall man suddenly appeared behind her.

"Who are you? What does this have to do with you?"

The man did not look at her and turned his head to the guard before saying,

"Next time, don't let some trash into the bar and make the air dirty."

The girl's screams were muffled when the doorman dragged her out to the back door.

The tall man saw that Alex was unconscious, he smiled and said, "By dragging you out, I just saved your life."

No one knew Alex's cruel nature better than him, and no woman has ever lived when she wanted to climb Alex's bed.

"Take him to his private room." The man turned and ordered Amadeo.

In the private room, Alex was lying drunk on the bed, still dressed.

Someone whispered, "I heard a long time ago that you are not doing well. I didn't think you would be in this pathetic state because of a woman."

Alex was awakened by a string of noisy voices. He frowned, his head was pounding, and the pain intensified when he opened his eyes.

"Why am I not in my room?" Alex looked around and remembered that he was drinking in the bar last night before passing out.

'Did I forget something?'

Pushing open the door and coming out of the private room, he saw a person decorating the lobby. Although it was only back view, he immediately recognized him.

"Brandon?"

Hearing that someone was calling him, the man turned around. Alex was surprised by this familiar face and unique temperament.

"Aren't you abroad?"

"When I heard you were in trouble, I went back to have a laugh at you."

"Well, then you'll be disappointed." It was still a familiar venomous tongue and a provocative expression, but Alex was not angry and instead laughed at his words.

Brandon was Alex's high school and college classmate, and they were also roommates during college. The two people have similar hobbies and equal academic abilities; and they are both friends and rivals. Alex thought that Brandon would continue to fight him when the two inherit the company in court. But he did not expect that Brandon would go abroad directly after graduating from university.

They have not seen each other for seven years; his face was still cold, would let a person feel chills when they see him.

If Alex gave a sense of ruthlessness, then Brando's was a chill of gloominess.

Alex did not conceal his joy when he seen his old friend again.

"I thought you were going to flee abroad for the rest of your life."

"Yes, that's my plan." Brandon did not evade the question, directly explaining the purpose of his return from the trip.

"I know you are busy with the acquisition plan of Gao Financial Group recently, and you hope to join that company"

Brandon was a well-known overseas financial figure. His position and influenced in the financial world was no less than that of Alex.

"Did you come back just to help me?" Alex narrowed his suspicious eyes.

"Are you serious?"

"Whether you believe or not, It's up to you." Brandon passed a wine glass into Alex's hand and said solemnly. "How long have we known each other? Have you seen me kidding before? Since you want to bring down the Gao family, I will make the plan simple and thorough, won't I?"

Alex held the glass and drank it. He looked at Brandon's expressionless face, the troubles in his heart played down the joy of their reunion and the upsurge of emotion gave him warmth.

"Thank you. You've changed. You're a little different."

A giggled escaped from Brandon's throat, but it did not bring a sense joy to the other man.

"Everyone will change eventually. Who knows, one day you will fall in love or get married? Aren't you drank last night because of a woman?"

He poured the wine into Alex's glass. "Alex, since when did you become a hypocrite?"

Seven years have passed, but Brandon's sarcastic tongue has not yet lessened.

Alex's face changed when he heard the word "hypocrite". He felt that he was becoming more and more careless in his work and was no longer as stubborn and indulgent as he used to be, perhaps because he has more and more things to think about.

"When are you going to bring that girl to meet me?"

Brandon's sudden suggestion made Alex lose his guard and unwittingly opened his mouth.

"She has an injured friend. She's been taking care of him in the hospital these days. I'm afraid she won't have time at the moment to meet anyone."

"What about you, how are you doing?" Seeing the loneliness in Alex's eyes, Brandon immediately understood.

"Is it a man?"

Alex's silenced the answered that question.

"You're pathetic!" Brandon kept ridiculing him.

"You always reminding me in the past that men needs to attach importance to their careers and not indulge in the relationship between men and women. Don't be too obsessed to the things that would affect your rationality. Emily is a typical example."

Alex's eyebrows frowned tightly when hearing Brandon's words, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

"What is his real motive on returning from overseas? Why would I think that Brandon will change completely?" Alex thought in his mind.

At this moment in the hospital, Elly was tired and fell asleep beside the bed.

John woke up and opened his eyes; he turned his head and watched Elly sleep. He couldn't help but feel moved.

During his days here in the hospital, Elly took good care of him and served him meticulously.

"Whole day you have been taking care of me until you tire yourself out, and it is almost dawn before you went to sleep. I am afraid your body will not be able to hold up and you'll feel sick." John whispered full of love.

He tried to move his body so that he could swipe the hair on Elly's forehead, but the injured arm remained unmoved for so long that it became numbed. John glanced at Elly, fearing that she might wake up. He endured the pain and tried to move his arms, but his action made a rustling sound that woke her up.

As soon as Elly opened her eyes, she saw that John was about to raise her arm and his forehead was sweating from the pain. She held his hand hurriedly to stop him, and scolded him.

"What are you doing? Your wound was just stitched up and you tried to open the wound again? Can't you just listen to me?"

"If it breaks, you will stitch it up for me." John comforted her jokingly; his playful words did not made her feel ease but only made her heart painfully helpless.

Her eyes were red and her face was full of tears, and she couldn't help it.

Seeing her cried, John was startled and asked awkwardly.

"What happened? I won't move again, don't cry, okay? I'm sorry, please don't cry anymore."

Elly nodded and wiped John's forehead with a clean towel. She wept as she wiped the sweat on his forehead; and finally, she could not restrain herself and sobbed loudly.