My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s)

Chapter 0531

Sieg said that Alex hadn't been to the company in three days.

He wasn't at home either, his phone was unreachable, and he couldn't be found in familiar places.

After digesting everything Sieg had said, Candice sat in the living room for a long time.

She had no idea that in places she didn't know about, Justin had done so many bad things, and Alex had solved them all for her.

At that time, Candice was in her early twenties, still in college, and knew nothing. If Justin had really brought those things to the school, she didn't know what she would have done.

At 20, she was still timid.

All her courage was invested in loving Alex.

She sat on the sofa, hugging her knees, forming a protective posture.

She didn't know there were still so many misunderstandings between her and Alex.

So many that she couldn't pick up the shattered pieces and slowly piece them back together.

When Candice arrived at the prestigious Vestry Residence, she had to register at the gate. The guard reminded her, "Owners don't need to register."

Candice paused, saying, "I've already moved out."

The guard said he would check. She patiently waited at the gate, and when the guard returned, he confirmed, "Your owner's information hasn't changed; you're still the homeowner." This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Candice nodded and went in.

Vestry Residence was a high-end residential area, and the owner's information was strictly managed, so there wouldn't be any mistakes.

Candice lowered her eyelashes, blocking her thoughts. Standing at Alex's door, she pressed the doorbell for a while, but no one answered.

She had called Alex before coming, but as Sieg had said, no one answered.

When Candice opened her own door, the clean scent of sunlight greeted her, followed by a sound from inside.

Her eyes narrowed, and she walked inside. Her voice was slightly tense, "Alex?"

The next second, a figure emerged from the bathroom. It was a janitor in a cleaning uniform. He looked at her and said, "Hello, I'm here to clean."

Candice's heart sank, and she asked, "Are there other people in the house?"

"No."

"Has anyone else been here these days?"

"I haven't seen anyone while cleaning recently. Only Mr. Elysian occasionally came before."

Candice nodded, then remembered something. She scrutinized the janitor, "You didn't ask who I was before letting me in?"

"You're Ms. Renault. Mr. Elysian showed us your photo and told us to inform him if you ever came back."

When Candice left Vestry Residence, her mood was complicated.

Alex wasn't here, nor at the company, and Sieg had searched elsewhere with no luck.

Candice was lost in thought, recalling what the janitor had said.

She looked at the street opposite, her mind in a whirl.

But when she looked at a certain place, a location suddenly flashed in her mind.

Candice immediately got up, hailed a taxi, and went straight to the north of the city.

As she inserted the key into the lock, Candice's heart suddenly raced. When she opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol hit her.

The room was dimly lit, curtains drawn, but she could still see a figure sitting on the sofa.

Candice flipped the light switch, illuminating everything.

Alex sat there, a table full of wine bottles in front of him. His shirt collar was open, and he looked disheveled.

Hearing the noise, he raised his head. His eyes were red, devoid of their usual clarity, replaced by drunkenness.

He looked at Candice for a while, then suddenly smiled, raising his hand. "Come here."

Candice didn't move. She stood a distance away, quietly observing Alex.

Seeing her hesitation, Alex paused, his lips bitter. "I'm drunk and you don't even want to come over. But you said yesterday that you wanted to be with me forever."

His voice was hoarse, like a wronged child, both sad and at a loss.

Candice walked over to him. She glanced at the wine bottles on the table; Alex had a stomach problem.

Upon closer inspection, she could indeed see the pallor on Alex's face.

Candice spoke firmly, "Alex, get up."

But Alex reached out to her. "Don't leave. Stay with me a little longer, okay?"

He was sitting on the floor while Candice stood, looking down at him.

She hesitated before saying. "Alex, are you using a ploy of self-pity?"

Alex was stunned. His raised hand dropped suddenly, still looking at Candice, his eyes reddening at the corners. "What if I am? Now, the only time I have a chance to see you is when I'm drunk. What else can I do? Candice, tell me, what else can I do?"

"I'm a jerk... I've treated you poorly. I don't know what to say or do to make you feel that I'm not irredeemably bad. Candice, teach me... Tell me what to do, can you?"

Alex's voice gradually choked up, his eyes reddened and his voice trembling. "Candice, I never wanted to hurt you, truly... I'm just too selfish... I want you to leave, but I can't bear to see you go..."

"I've never hated you; I only hate myself... I know I'm terrible. I'm mean and selfish, I've lied to you so much... You don't like me, and you're right..."

Alex looked up, a self-deprecating smile on his face, his voice choked up. "Who would like such a terrible person like me?!"

"Truly terrible... Utter failure."

Candice saw a tear roll down the corner of Alex's reddened eyes, quickly, so quickly.

She approached him.

She closed her eyes, reaching out to pull Alex. Her voice was unsteady, "Alex, you're really not good, so don't pretend to be pitiful. I won't believe you."

Alex eventually ended up in the hospital; his stomach simply couldn't withstand all the turmoil he had put it through.

Candice followed him there too because Alex kept holding her hand and refused to let go.

When Sieg arrived, Alex had just fallen asleep. Even while asleep, he held onto Candice's hand tightly, and it took Candice considerable effort to loosen his grip.

Sieg's face was unusually serious. "How did it come to this? Where did you find him?"

Candice replied, "In a place you couldn't find. I left as soon as you arrived."

Sieg stopped her, hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly said, "Will you come back? Alex definitely wants to see you when he wakes up."

"I don't know."

Sieg said with a complicated expression, "He still just wants you to find him."

When Candice returned to the hotel, Yana was playing games with Ellis. Candice went over and hugged Ellis, finally feeling a sense of real presence.

She was actually very tired.

Alex didn't have much to do that evening. He called Candice, "Candice, can I see you?"