Chapter 65

Catherine froze up.

She spun around, tears streaming down her face, and stared at Amelia, who looked as cold as ice. "Amelia, I really love Alexander. If I didn't, I wouldn't have hired a lawyer to get him out of jail before."

Amelia shot her a disdainful look. "Alexander spent a ton of money on you before. Wasn't it the very least you should do? Take your stuff and leave. I never want to see you again."

Seeing Amelia's obvious disdain, Catherine, with tears in her eyes, turned to Alexander. "Alexander, do you really not love me at all?"

"That's right. I've seen who you really are, and I won't be with you. Get out." Alexander's words were cold and harsh.

Catherine never thought Alexander would actually dump her.

How could this be? She was always the one doing the rejecting; how could she let someone reject her?

"Amelia, did I come at a bad time?" A voice suddenly came from the doorway—one that Catherine knew all too well and absolutely hated.

She whipped her head around and saw Zoey standing there. "You bitch, who let you in?"

Seeing Zoey, Catherine's face twisted with anger. She was never as pretty as Zoey, and now she looked even worse.

In that moment, Alexander felt a deep regret, wondering how he had been so blind to want Catherine while ignoring Zoey, who was stunning.

Before Zoey could say anything, Amelia spoke up. "I asked her to come. So are you going to question my decisions?"

Catherine didn't dare get mad at Amelia. "That's not what I meant. I just think you've been fooled by Zoey. She's not a good woman at all. You don't know how many rich old men she's been with abroad."

Hearing Catherine badmouth her again, Zoey sneered and was about to clap back when Alexander unexpectedly defended her. "Enough, Catherine. Do you think my mom and I are idiots? How can you make such wild accusations? At least show some evidence, even if it's just a photo."

"Bodyguards, get Catherine out of here. If she dares to come back, just kick her out." Alexander barked at the guards by the door.

"Alexander, how can you do this to me? I've being with you for so many years, and now you're having me kicked out?" 

Catherine's shouting gradually faded, and the room finally quieted down.

Zoey then let two restaurant waiters carrying food boxes come in. "Put the food boxes on that table. Here's your tip."

After sending off the waiters, Zoey smiled at Amelia. "You and Mr. Brown must be hungry. Eat while it's hot."

The more Amelia looked at Zoey, the more she liked her; she thought Zoey was truly the one for Alexander.

Alexander, on the other hand, looked deeply at Zoey. "Zoey, you don't have to be so formal. We're going to get married soon. Just call me Alexander."

Hearing Alexander's words, Zoey almost felt like throwing up. "Well, we're not married yet. Let's talk about it later."

Alexander didn't catch the hesitation in Zoey's voice, but Amelia did.

Her expression turned a bit frosty, and she said to Zoey, "I think it's better for you to settle down sooner. That way, the Brown family can help you take control of the Spencer Group smoothly, and you won't have to worry so much."

Zoey could tell that Amelia was pretending to offer help but was actually using Arthur's shady dealings to warn her.

So Zoey looked at Alexander. "Do you really want to marry me?"

Alexander nodded eagerly, his eyes filled with a hint of infatuation as he gazed at Zoey's stunning beauty.

Alexander was surprised to find that Zoey's face seemed to grow even more beautiful with each passing moment. If Amelia weren't standing nearby, he might not have been able to resist the urge to kiss Zoey.

"Zoey, I regret breaking off the engagement with you. Now I realize that Catherine's kindness to me was all about the luxury goods I bought her. Since my family cut off my finances, her disdain for me has grown day by day, and she even set a dog on me."

He added, "I've never been so humiliated. Let's get married. I'll help you manage the company, and we'll make your mother's company better and better."

Alexander made his promises with a solemn expression, as if he truly had her best interests at heart.

Zoey sneered inwardly. If Alexander really had any managerial talent, he wouldn't have let the company, managed by Arthur, go downhill over the three years she was away from Maple City.

It was clear that Alexander's only talent was having rich parents.

Zoey said, "Then come to my house tonight. I'll cook something nice for you, and we can have a good talk."

After saying this, she turned to Amelia. "Is that okay with you?"

Amelia nodded in satisfaction. "Of course."

Alexander's cold had already improved, and the doctor said he could be discharged in the afternoon, so it was okay for him to go to Zoey's house in the evening.

Alexander was also very happy. "Zoey, I'll definitely be at your house on time."

Zoey held back her urge to punch Alexander.

"I have some matters to attend to and must go to the market to buy ingredients. We shall meet again this evening." After saying this, Zoey left Alexander's ward.

She went to the supermarket downstairs to buy a lot of fruit and then returned to the hospital, heading to another ward on a different floor where the three girls rescued last night were staying.

As she approached the door, she heard crying. "My poor daughter, your dad was imprisoned by that bastard Miguel, and you were tortured in the basement. Our family was ruined by that bastard!"

Standing at the door, Zoey pressed her lips together tightly, feeling a bit sad.

Just as she was hesitating whether to go in, the door opened from the inside, and a middle-aged woman with swollen eyes from crying saw Zoey and was stunned.

In a hoarse voice, she asked Zoey, "Who are you?"

"Ms. Spencer, I'm so gald you're here. Come in! Mom, this is Ms. Spencer who saved me."