CHAPTER SEVENTY

Alexia’s POV

As we drove into Blackwood's mansion, my eyes immediately locked on Ethan's silhouette. He was leaning by the front door, talking on the phone with someone. I can't help but notice he looks agitated.

Without waiting for Jeff to come get my door, I opened the door and stepped out. It appears everyone was back home already. I had not intended to come back this late. I just got carried away with all the fun activities Stacey compelled me to participate in, and before I knew it, it was evening already. I had an awesome time

Ethan ends his call and turns to stare at me as I approach the front door.

“Hi wife” he says in a way of greeting, giving me a wide smile.

I arched an eyebrow in disbelief. I can't believe his audacity. Is he trying to pretend like nothing happened or he’s just trying to get on my last nerve? I fumed silently as I glared at him.

One look at my stony expression, his face fell as the smile disappeared from his face. Good! Now he knows this isn't some joke