Chapter 209 Is It That Man Named Elijah Grant

“Confess?” Alexander was driving. “About your medical history? Do you have depression too?”

Those words stopped Courtney from saying what she was about to say. Thus, she simply half-jokingly and half-seriously asked, “What if I do too? Maybe I met Cameron because we were in the same patient group, right?”

“What if you have it too?” He glanced at her, seeming to confirm something. “Do you want to hear the truth?”

“Aside from the truth, everything else is nonsense.”

Pondering for a moment, he drove slower. “If you have depression too… I don’t have as many commitments as Gale. I don’t have parents and Grandpa is almost 80 years old—”

 

“Touch wood; touch wood…” She couldn’t continue listening any longer. “Hurry up and say ‘touch wood’ too! If Grandpa heard you saying such things about him, he would surely be so angry that he would kick you!”

“Getting old and dying is all part of life.” His expression was light.

 

“Forget it; asking you was a waste of time.” She seemed slightly annoyed. Did I forget who Alexander is? He is somebody whose expression won’t change even if the world collapsed in front of him! He will never be as passionate as Gale. Why did I even ask him that question?

“What were you going to tell me?” He increased the speed he was driving at. There was still quite some distance to Courtney’s apartment.

Looking at the speedometer of the car, she frowned. “It’s nothing. It’s not that important. We can talk about it at home.”

A complicated look flashed across his eyes and vanished. To be honest, when he heard her saying that she had something to confess, he immediately thought of that man named ‘Elijah Grant’. If she could confess about everything, then the issues between them would no longer be an issue anymore.

softly. Courtney was leaning against the passenger seat, sleeping deeply. She didn’t look like she was about to wake

single step away from her. By the third day, Courtney began to regret making this request

staying at home with me all day long?” She looked at the figure sitting on the sofa across from her. The tone she

up from the

else could it be?” She pointed at her leg. “You can’t mean for me to

to understand. More than 10 minutes later,

out the wheelchair, Courtney nearly spat out a mouthful of water upon hearing what Alexander said.

considerately covered her legs with a blanket. Inside the elevator, she couldn’t help glancing at herself. I look like a

turns to come and talk to her. “Hey, aren’t you Miss Hunter from the 22nd

injury until her lips were practically worn out from the friction. She fawningly glanced at Alexander. “Let’s go somewhere else.” I must never speak on a whim again; I only wanted him to come out for a stroll. In the end, I am the one who

being disturbed during their stroll. Therefore,

There’s a supermarket there, and

park won’t be any

to the supermarket then.” She covered her face nervously.

so happens that we are out of eggs. Let’s go and buy some,” he

not buy eggs? What else can

could cook, he cooked ten eggs. Moreover, all of them

while mulling over it for a while. “I can try

experience what you mean by ‘not that difficult’.” You are cooking for the first time; do you even have any

Alexander picked up a packet of potatoes and green peppers that were pre-cut into strips and packed in a plastic box. Then, he turned to Courtney for confirmation. “I can use this to make stir-fried shredded potatoes and

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