The question gnawed at Rain. Was it because she had truly moved on from Paul, or was she simply too overwheld by everything else happening in her life to dwell on the pain of his betrayal? Maybe it was a bit of both. Her life was a whirlwind of challenges, and perhaps that had left little room for her to indulge in the heartbreak.
Rain lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. Her mind kept drifting back to Alexander. "I wonder if he arrived safely," she murmured to herself, her concern growing with each passing minute.
She turned to her side, debating whether she should reach out to him. "Should I call or send him a ssage? Or would that be inappropriate?" she pondered, biting her lip in hesitation.
With a frustrated click of her tongue, Rain grabbed her phone and started typing out a ssage. She hesitated for a mont but then decided to hit send.
Rain: Please ssage if you’re ho safely. I just want to make sure since you took the ti to drive to my apartnt. The least I can do is also make sure you arrive ho safely.
She stared at the screen for a few seconds after sending the ssage, feeling a mix of anticipation and anxiety. Rain tried to push the phone away, determined not to obsess over it, but she found herself glancing at it every few seconds, waiting for a reply.
As the minutes ticked by, she began to question whether she had overstepped. Did Alexander think she was being too forward? Or worse, did he think she was trying to find an excuse to talk to him?
"Ugh, why am I overthinking this?" she muttered, rolling over and burying her face in the pillow. Rain jolted as her phone suddenly rang, her heart racing when she saw the na ’My Husband’ flashing on the screen.
"Why is he calling? He could’ve just ssaged back," she muttered, staring at the phone in surprise. She hesitated for a couple more rings before finally deciding to answer.
"Hello," she murmured softly, trying to steady her voice.
"It’s . I just got back ho safe. No need to worry," Alexander’s calm voice ca through the line.
"Good. Goodnight," she replied quickly, her voice almost a whisper. She was practically holding her breath, feeling a strange mix of relief and nervousness. The sensation reminded her of when she was a kid with a crush on a boy, that fluttery feeling in her stomach that she hadn’t experienced in a long ti.
’I’m so silly!’ she chided herself internally, trying to shake off the feeling.
"Goodnight. And I’ll see you tomorrow," Alexander added before the call ended. Rain continued to hold the phone to her ear even after the call ended, listening to the silence.
She bit her lower lip, feeling a wave of emotions wash over her. "I think I’m in trouble," she murmured weakly. The realization settled in, she was starting to develop feelings for Alexander, and it felt like she was crushing on him.
*****
anwhile, Alexander was smiling to himself as he walked through the hallways of his ho. His thoughts lingered on Rain, the unexpected warmth of their brief conversation still fresh in his mind. As he approached the main part of the house, he spotted Ben, the family’s trusted butler.
"Where’s my father?" Alexander asked, his smile fading slightly as concern took over.
"Sir Rock is still in his study," Ben replied with a knowing smile. "He’s going over so papers."
Alexander frowned. "It’s late. He should be sleeping by now."
Ben chuckled softly, "He’s too excited about Miss Rain’s arrival. He personally oversaw the arrangent of her bedroom—it’s right across from yours."
Alexander nodded, though a mix of confusion and amusent flickered across his face. It was strange how his father was behaving. He knew how much his father wanted him to get married, but he also knew that this marriage with Rain was nothing more than a formality. Yet, his father seed to be going all out, treating it as sothing much more aningful.
"Right, I almost forgot," Alexander mumbled to himself, recalling how persistent his father had been about making this marriage work. It was clear his father had sothing up his sleeve, so grand plan to turn this temporary arrangent into a real relationship. But Alexander decided he’d go along with it for now. It was certainly better than having his father constantly pestering him to et other won.
With a sigh, Alexander continued down the hallway to check on his father. He found him in his study, surrounded by papers scattered across the desk.
"I thought you were supposed to rest? Didn’t Dr. Lambert tell you to stop working late?" Alexander reminded him, concern lacing his voice.
Rock glanced up, offering a tired smile. "I know, but these are for the support we’re providing to GIS. Your brother William needs these docunts."
Alexander’s expression hardened. "So William’s keeping in touch with you and avoiding ?"
Rock chuckled softly. "He’s scared of you."
Alexander leaned against the doorway, arms crossed. "So, you know what really happened, don’t you? Does that an William is the one responsible for my marriage to Rain?"
His father’s smile faded slightly as he sighed. "You should ask him that directly, son. I’m not aware of all the details, but from what I gather, he’s involved. He even told to stop bugging him about blind dates now that you’re married."
Alexander clenched his fists, his jaw tightening. "That bastard," he muttered. He vividly rembered their father’s ultimatum: he would only stop nagging about marriage if one of his sons finally tied the knot.
"I swear, I’m going to kill him when I find him!" Alexander hissed, a mixture of frustration and disbelief in his voice.
Rock raised an eyebrow, his tone almost teasing. "You do realize you won’t be able to find him, don’t you? He just took over my position in GIS, giving him enough power and connections to stay out of your reach. The sa position I first offered to you, by the way."
Alexander glared at his father, realizing the truth in his words. "You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?"
Rock shrugged, a small grin playing on his lips. "Maybe a little. But honestly, Alexander, maybe this is for the best. Who knows? You might even end up thanking him one day."
Alexander huffed, clearly not convinced, but a small part of him wondered if his father might be right.
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