My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 752

At times like this, Alex White needed space—time alone to sort through his thoughts. Any attempt to rush him now might only make him waver again.

So Emily Blair said nothing more. She simply nodded. “Alright. I’ll wait for you.”

When Alex left the room, he looked even paler than when he’d arrived.

His injuries weren’t as severe as Emily’s, but he still struggled to stand or walk for long. He needed a wheelchair to get around.

Even so, Alex was proud—he cared about maintaining his dignity. He refused help from the nurse trailing behind him, insisting on steering the wheelchair himself with the remote.

It was obvious he wasn’t very practiced; it took him several tries just to maneuver the chair around the corner outside the hospital room.

Emily turned her gaze away.

This car accident must have been the hardest ordeal Mr. White had faced in his life.

Three days passed since Alex had last come to see her. Now, he was back.

He’d graduated from the wheelchair to a cane, though every step looked painful. Emily watched as he hobbled from the doorway to the sofa, beads of sweat forming across his brow.

She studied him calmly. “Have you made up your mind?”

Alex set the cane aside and caught his breath. “I have.”

Emily waited, giving him the space to continue.

He looked awkward, keeping his eyes on the floor, his voice softer than usual—none of his usual composure or sharpness. “I’ve decided I need to see Matthew Ross. I need to know the whole truth.”

Alex looked drained, clearly not eager to elaborate further. Emily decided not to press him; she was about to move the conversation along when Alex spoke again.

“He’ll probably talk to me. I’m not like the others to him.”

Emily wondered what set him apart, but before she could ask, Alex explained on his own.

“We were in the same year at university, but he was much older. I’d skipped several grades growing up—started college at fifteen, still a minor. Matthew had retaken his senior year of high school three times before finally making it into college. He even stayed on an extra year for research to boost his application to my university. By the time we were classmates, he was nearly ten years older than me.”

Alex’s memories drifted back to their student days. He recalled feeling sorry for Matthew, whose family struggled. Matthew juggled classes and part-time jobs—once, he’d nearly collapsed at the diner where he worked, and Alex had helped him recover with a chocolate bar he happened to have on hand.

They’d often been partnered on group projects, cooperating just enough without ever growing particularly close.

Living abroad hadn’t always been safe. During his years overseas, Alex found himself caught up in several violent incidents. Once, he was mistaken for a gang member and came dangerously close to being beaten up. To his surprise, Matthew Ross—who seemed to know everyone—managed to talk them down. He recognized someone in the gang, talked fast, and got Alex out of trouble.