CHAPTER FIFTY TWOWILLIAM GRANDE (Alexander's Dad.)I was relaxing in my sitting room with a bottle of wine when my door burst open and Mr Anderson walked into my sitting room. "Drew," I called with a smile as I stood up to my feet. "Why do you seem so vexed? Why did you berge into my house like that?"I took a step forward as I watched Mr Anderson walking towards me with his eyes flared up. He wasn't smiling at all, and he didn't say a word. "Come, let's have a drink together, " I offered."To hell with you and your drink, William! To hell!"I tilted backwards a bit with a narrowed gaze. "What is going on?" I asked him. "Your son has always been a bastard without a mother, but I never knew he would go this far.""Watch your tongue!" I shouted at William as I pointed into his face. I knew how those words hurt my son, even when he was little. I killed a few people who mentioned his mom and made him cry. Mr Anderson wouldn't be an exception if he decided to be an idiot. "Do not s

CHAPTER FIFTY FOURALEXANDER I was now seated on my couch with my dad's question tugging in my head. "Was I in love with Sally now?"I shook my head. There was no way it was possible that I had feelings for her. It was just like other women whom I had sex with in the past. All I did was feel attracted to them, hook up with them, and have sex with them. I have never liked any of them. But why was I trying to protect her from my dad and help her get her company?I had answers to all the questions that my second self threw at me. The only reason I wanted my dad to stop whatever he was doing was because it was childish, and I didn't want to end the marriage yet. Everyone would know that it was all a planned marriage. I didn't want that to happen. I still had a lot of investors who I wanted to impress with my marriage. I already began to adapt to Sally. I didn't want another woman in my house for any reason. I was still thinking so hard when the door suddenly opened. I sat up with

CHAPTER FIFTY SIXALEXANDER I stood there watching Sally and James as they walked upstairs. I folded my fist and pressed my lips hard against each other. I watched them until they walked into Sally's room before I turned around and left the house. I turned around to leave when I heard someone call my name. I turned around, and it was Sally's mom. I stood at the spot and waited for her to get close enough so I'd hear her out. "I don't ever want to see you here, or anywhere close to my daughter," she warned. "If you insist, I'd have to call the cops on you."I nodded slowly and dragged my feet out of the house. I got into my car and drove off. I promised myself that I would never go back to Sally's house or try to converse with her and explain myself. The did had already been done, and that was what mattered the most. I wondered why I was bothering so much about Sally and trying to build back a marriage that wasn't true to begin with. A planned marriage that we both entered into

CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHTSALLY"How are you doing?" James asked me. We were now seated on my bed. The last time James and Alex had a fight at James's party, I had plans to talk to him about getting friendly with my husband. But right now, I didn't care if they fought in the public market and destroyed peoples stuff. I already concluded that I would never have anything to do with Alex anymore. The marriage was over. "I've been trying to get over what happened," I told James. The maid soon appeared with a tray. There were two glasses and a bottle of wine in the tray. "I so sorry you had to go through this," he apologised. I smiled. "It's not your fault.""I understand what you're going through right now. Believe me when I say I understand exactly how it feels like to be hurt by someone you truly love and trust."I sighed and buried my head. There was a pause for a while."What are your plans?" James finally broke the silence. "Are you going to divorce Alex now?"The question came as

CHAPTER SIXTYALEXANDER I knew that the only time my dad would ask me to visit him was when he had something to scold me about. I was sure he had seen the news as well, and that was the only reason he'd ask to see me. Still, I couldn't deny him the right to see me. I drove into the compound and parked safely at the parking lot. I walked out of the car and stood beside it. I breathed out heavily, with my eyes tightly shot. I was ready for whatever he had in the stall for me. I walked into the sitting room and met my dad, walking down the stares already. "You're here," he said. His voice sounded neutral. He was neither shocked nor pleased. He came to me and I noticed the firece glare in his eyes. He pulled out his phone and pointed it to my face. There was a picture of Beverly hugging me, and another picture of her waking into the house, then the picture of Sally leaving. I sighed. I was aware that it was the reason he called me. I wasn't surprised because I saw it coming.