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Chapter 551 Not Getting Married?

Meanwhile, Danny was drowned in confusion. What does Elise mean by this? She said the designs

were great, but she didn’t pick any. So, is she happy with them or not? Also, why do I suddenly feel that

things are weird between her and Alex?

“Are the both of you alright?” Looking left and right, he felt a shadow of doubt in his heart. “What could

be wrong with us?” An inexplicable fury ignited within Alexander, and he snatched the folder from

Elise’s hand before pushing it into Danny’s. “Go back if you have nothing else. There’s something we

have to discuss.”

Seeing the look on his face, Danny was sure that the both of them were hiding something from him.

However, as a third party on the spot, he would be suspected of siding with one party in a fight between

a couple. Moreover, he had a vague feeling that this thing had something to do with him, so he decided

to make the smart move and go.

After watching that Danny had left, Alexander lowered his eyes, which were dark and deep, as he

thought about something in his mind.

“Alex.” Elise called his name suddenly.

His voice was low and husky as he said without looking at her, “Are you trying to say that you don’t

want to get married?”

Looking at his forlorn profile, Elise felt her heart wrenching, and she almost couldn’t breath from the

pain.

She didn’t want to hurt him, nor did she want to make him sad. However, judging from the situation

now, if she didn’t take care of the people who were trying to harm her, she couldn’t focus, and neither

did she have the guts to get married.

Now, Alexander was merely her fiancé, but he was already poisoned; she couldn’t imagine how those

people would act against him once they were married.

The entire hall fell silent. Both of them had their own troubles, and nobody knew how to continue the

conversation.

It was Alexander who used his identity as Kenneth to remind her that she should fight to live because

she was in a grave situation. While he was glad that she had taken the advice, it didn’t occur to him

that she would postpone the wedding because of this.

He was even considering to come clean about his identity and tell her that even if they were married,

he was capable of protecting himself and her. Still, he was even more aware of the fact that only by

hiding his identity could he stop the hidden daggers flying in her direction when she was harmed by

unknown threats.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh and accepted the reality. When he turned his face and looked

at her again, he had recovered his gentle smile.

Reaching out, he then grabbed her hand and kneaded her palm in his. Then, he looked down and said

slowly, “I’m fine with that. If you’re really worried about it, it’s fine by me to get married later. The

wedding is simply a ceremony I would like to give you because I want to show you how much you

matter to me. I just want you to know that, with or without a wedding or a marriage certificate, you’re my

wife in my heart. There’s only you. As long as you believe this truly, then I’m fine with your decision.”

Elise’s brows knitted slightly as her guilt deepened. “Could you please not be so good to me? I’ve

never done anything for you. Why are you always making compromises for me?”

Alexander lifted his hand and held her face as happiness and love sparkled in his eyes. “There is no

reason. If there has to be one, then it’s because it’s you—you’re the reason I compromise without any

limits. Elise, you have no idea how amazing you are, and there’s nothing else I want but just to be with

you. As long as we’re together, there’s nothing that can crush me. So long as you’re around, I can feel

that I’m alive. Do you understand?”

Honestly, Elise didn’t think that she was that amazing, but it was a bliss to be loved like this.

Perhaps there were people in this world who would accept one whole-heartedly, love them, and would

like to present all the best things to them regardless of if they were filled with flaws or were not the

perfect partner.

Moved to tears, she quickly wiped away two drops of tears which had suddenly rolled down her

reddened eyes and pretended that nothing happened. Despite that, Alexander saw it, and he grabbed

her hand before pecking her lightly on both of her eyes.

“Miss Sinclair, my world crumbles when you cry. If you feel guilty and want to make it up to me, please

be strong for me, okay?” he said, consoling her like she was a child.

Sniffling, she cast him a look of reproach and closed her arms around his waist willfully, hugging him

tightly. Alexander Griffith, I won’t let your love for me be in vain. Trust me.

…

After lunch break, Elise and Alexander made a visit to the studio city.

Since he hadn’t met Jack for a long time and didn’t see any of his new works on screen, Alexander was

naturally concerned about Jack’s career as his elder brother.

He stopped his car in the public parking lot, and the both of them walked to the spot where Jack and

his crew were. Just when they reached, they saw Jack’s manager, Ronald, in an argument with another

film crew.

“What the hell is this? What kind of makeup artist did you get us? Also, look at the time now. We’ve

been waiting for two hours but the male lead isn’t even here yet. Do you plan to let Jack continue

waiting?” Ronald criticized in a huff.

“Don’t make things difficult for me, Ronald. This was all approved by the director, and our funds are

limited. So, not everyone can have the top-notch makeup artist. You understand this simple rule, don’t

you? Moreover, Mr. Griffith is a senior, and I don’t think he’ll mind giving in a little to the junior. The male

lead is here and doing his makeup now. Just wait a little longer and the cameras will start rolling. Oh,

the director is looking for me. I have to go now!”

The stage supervisor threw some perfunctory excuses at Ronald before dumping him on the spot and

slipping away.

Mad with anger, Ronald kicked the stool next to him and cursed, “Damn it! What a bunch of snobs!

What are they playing at? Back then when Jack was popular, your male lead was still nobody at all. He

just got into the good books with the investors. How dare you treat us this way! Just you wait. When

Jack’s popularity returns, you won’t even have the chance to carry his shoes!”

Then, he spat and turned, only to see Alexander and Elise.

“Young Master Alex, Miss Sinclair, what brought you guys here?” Quickly, Ronald straightened his face

and paced toward them. “Jack is reading the script in the trailer. Should I lead you guys there?”

“There’s no hurry,” Alexander interjected. “What happened earlier?”

Spinning his head and throwing a dirty look backward, Ronald was furious again. “What else could it be

besides the fact that they’re a bunch of realistic people? After the Griffiths went bankrupt, Jack’s

funding dwindled, and many newbies stole the limelight from him. Finally, a good script came along, but

he still has to suffer on the set in the end and have to use the leftovers of others. It’s so frustrating!”

“Jack has won the best actor award before. I don’t think the director will treat him badly, right?” Elise

asked doubtfully.

“It doesn’t matter what the director says. The investor wants to make the male lead the next best actor

winner, so of course they need Jack as the contra. I’d persuaded him not to accept this deal, but he

said that the script is good and challenging, and there’s nothing I can do about it. All I can do is look

forward to him winning over the audience with his acting when the time comes!”