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

regret making this request on a whim. Alexander was a boring person. Aside from staying at home and reading all

bored staying at home with me all day long?” She

from the book and glanced at

be?” She pointed at her leg. “You can’t mean for me to be walking about with you with this useless leg, can you? Have

‘thump’. It was a book written in French that looked very difficult to understand. More than 10 minutes later, his assistant,

we might as well use it now.” While trying out the wheelchair, Courtney nearly spat out a mouthful of water upon hearing

quite cold when the wind blew. Thus, he considerately covered her legs with a blanket. Inside the elevator, she couldn’t help glancing at herself. I look like a disabled person with

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

“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

constantly being disturbed during their stroll. Therefore, he wanted to change a

There’s a supermarket there, and a park

won’t be any different from the

her face nervously. “Hopefully, nobody will recognize me

It just so happens that we are out of eggs. Let’s go and

“Can we not buy eggs? What

cooked ten eggs. Moreover, all of them

heard her contempt for his cooking, he pushed the wheelchair while mulling over it for a while.

that difficult’.” You are cooking for the first time; do you even have

that were pre-cut into strips and packed in a plastic box. Then, he

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