Alexander spoke in a low voice, &quot;Just do as I say.&quot;

 Victor Sinclair fell silent for a moment before agreeing.

 Alexander slipped his phone back into his pocket and took my hand, walking slowly ahead. The atmosphere was quiet.

 After a long pause, I said, &quot;If Victor apologizes to me, you should have Jasper and the others around. Otherwise, won’t that just embarrass him in front of them?&quot;

 &quot;Why?&quot;

 &quot;I don’t think we need Jasper and the others.&quot;

 This was something I had once wanted, but now that it was happening, I didn’t feel as happy as I imagined.

 It almost felt unnecessary.

 If this had happened when we first got married, I would have been overjoyed for him to acknowledge me in front of his friends. But now, with his past with Isabella, his friends wouldn’t accept me. They’d probably think I’d stolen Alexander from her. Even if they pret

After work, I had planned to take a taxi to the club, but unexpectedly, Alexander came to pick me up.

 Once inside the car, Alexander, unusually, began to explain, &quot;The event wrapped up early this afternoon, so I thought I’d come get you.&quot;

 I heard him, but my gaze remained fixed on the street outside the window, watching the scenery pass by.

 When I finally came to my senses, the car had already stopped.

 I looked around and realized we hadn’t reached the club yet.

 Just as I was about to ask, Alexander opened the door and stepped out.

 &quot;What’s going on?&quot; I asked as I followed him out of the car.

 Alexander took my hand and led me toward a nearby jewelry store. &quot;We’re buying something.&quot;

 Buying something? What exactly?

 Curious, but not wanting to ask too many questions, I stayed quiet.

 The moment we stepped through the door, the store manager, b

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 ca

Alexander spoke in a low voice, &quot;Just do as I say.&quot;

 Victor Sinclair fell silent for a moment before agreeing.

 Alexander slipped his phone back into his pocket and took my hand, walking slowly ahead. The atmosphere was quiet.

 After a long pause, I said, &quot;If Victor apologizes to me, you should have Jasper and the others around. Otherwise, won’t that just embarrass him in front of them?&quot;

 &quot;Why?&quot;

 &quot;I don’t think we need Jasper and the others.&quot;

 This was something I had once wanted, but now that it was happening, I didn’t feel as happy as I imagined.

 It almost felt unnecessary.

 If this had happened when we first got married, I would have been overjoyed for him to acknowledge me in front of his friends. But now, with his past with Isabella, his friends wouldn’t accept me. They’d probably think I’d stolen Alexander from her. Even if they pretended to respect me for Alexander’s sake, it wouldn’t be genuine.

 Just like Victor Sinclair was do

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