Chapter 86

I could tell from Alexander’s words that the “she” he was referring to was most likely Isabella. He turned around and saw me coming down the stairs, holding a change of clothes. “Just leave it in the room and give it to Gabriella,” he said. “Just a quick errand,” I replied, dropping the dirty laundry off in the laundry room on the first floor. Gabriella had bought ingredients for spaghetti. “I’ll handle it,” Alexander said, taking the items from her. Gabriella quickly figured out that Alexander was probably cooking to impress me. Not wanting to compete, she stepped aside, giving him the kitchen to work his magic. After a brief trip to the kitchen, Alexander returned, suddenly wearing an apron. I couldn’t help but glance over a few extra times as I sat on the couch. After coming back inside, he had only removed his coat, revealing a gray shirt underneath. The collar was casually unbuttoned, and the sleeves were rolled up, showcasing his muscular forearms. He was still we