Chapter 8

As the driver opened the car door for her, Lauren's heart was racing as she arrived at the Magnus mansion. With its imposing construction, the house loomed huge. Clutching her purse closely, she stepped outside while trying not to display her nervousness.

Dan was standing at the door, his businesslike manner unwavering. "Mrs. Magnus," he nodded courteously. Mr. Magnus is anticipating your arrival. Follow me, please. 

Lauren whispered, "Thank you," looking around as she followed Dan inside. With its lofty ceilings, glistening chandeliers, and marble flooring that glistened in the gentle lighting, the interior was every bit as imposing as the façade. It was unlike anything she had ever seen. 

Dan guided her to Alex's study and opened the door after a brief knock. "She's here, Mr. Magnus," he declared. 

Alex's face was unreadable when he looked up from his desk. "Enter," he said. 

With trembling hands, Lauren entered the house. She said, "You wanted to see me?" 

Alex motioned to the chair across from him and said, "Sit down." "We must talk about your position in this house." 

His tone made her heart sink, but she followed his instructions and sat down. She tried to maintain a steady tone as she responded, "Of course." 

Leaning back in his wheelchair, Alex examined her intently. He said, "For the time being, you'll remain in the guest room." Although you are free to look around the house, you are not allowed in some places. Ask Dan or Clara, the head maid, any queries you may have. 

Lauren gave a nod. "I get it." 

Alex curtly answered, "Good." At eight o'clock, dinner is served. Avoid being late. 

After a pause, she resumed her speech. She whispered, "Thank you for allowing me to stay here." "I'll try my best to fit in, even though I know this isn't ideal." 

Alex's demeanour stayed neutral, but his lips quirked as though he were going to smile. He redirected his focus back to the papers on his desk after saying, "Let's see how long that lasts." "You're free to leave." 

Dismissed, Lauren got up and walked out of the study. She couldn't get rid of the sensation that she was entering a universe that wasn't her own as she moved through the mansion. 

There were several dishes on the long table at the fancy dinner that Lauren was unable to identify. Her steps faltered as she cautiously made her way into the dining room and noticed Alex's uncle and cousin seated at the table. When she entered, both men's attitudes changed from mild curiosity to contempt as they gazed up. 

Mr. Magnus remarked in a sarcastic tone, "Ah, the new Mrs. Magnus." "Greetings from the family." 

Lauren made an effort to smile politely. "I'm grateful." 

Jake leaned back in his chair and grinned. He remarked, "You must be proud of yourself." joining the Magnus family through marriage. That's quite an accomplishment, isn't it? 

Alex wheeled into the room and shouted angrily, "Enough." Before focusing on Lauren, his icy eyes passed over his uncle and cousin. "Take a seat." 

Lauren took the seat next to Alex and complied. As the lunch started, the tension in the room was evident. She made an effort to concentrate on her meal, but Mr. Magnus and Jake kept making fun of her. 

“So, Lauren,” Mr. Magnus said in a falsely friendly tone. "What specifically do you contribute to this family, please? In addition to your endearing personality, of course". 

Lauren's voice remained steady despite her hot cheeks. She merely stated, "I'm here to support Alex." 

Jake snorted. "Support him? Please. Are you not only here to make money?" 

Alex said, "That's enough," his voice piercing the room like a knife. His frown softened somewhat as he turned to face Lauren. "Disregard them. Their viewpoints are irrelevant". 

Though his tone remained aloof, Lauren nodded, appreciative of what he had said. Her appetite was gone, and she ate the food quietly. 

Lauren made the decision to investigate the mansion the following morning. She marvelled at the opulent furnishings and artwork as she strolled through the hallways. Clara was leading the team in the kitchen when she discovered herself there. 

With hesitation, Lauren said, "Good morning." 

Clara raised her head and grinned broadly. Greetings, Mrs. Magnus. Do you need anything? 

Lauren answered, "No, I just wanted to look around." "This house is amazing." 

"Yes," Clara concurred. "Do you want some tea?" 

Lauren gave a nod. "That would be very nice. Thank you". 

Lauren watched the crew hustle around while she leaned against the counter while Clara made the tea. She said, "Everyone here seems so busy." 

"There's always something to do," commented Clara, laughing. She gave Lauren a teacup. However, we're accustomed to it. 

Feeling slightly more relaxed, Lauren took a sip of her tea. "Clara, thank you. You've been so nice". 

Clara grinned broadly. "It's all yours, Mrs. Magnus. Additionally, don't be afraid to ask for help if you ever need it." 

Lauren had trouble falling asleep that night. She walked silently along the corridors, her footfall scarcely audible. She saw that Alex's study door was ajar as she walked by it. She paused, then took a quick look inside. 

Alex was sitting at his desk with a picture frame in his hand. He appeared to be deep in meditation, with his head lowered. 

"Alex?" Lauren spoke quietly. 

His eyes narrowed as he looked up abruptly. "Why are you in this place?" 

"I couldn't sleep," she acknowledged. "I thought I'd check after hearing something." 

Alex's voice stayed stern, but his eyes softened a little. "Lauren, return to your bed. You should not be concerned about this". 

Lauren paused, glancing at the picture he was holding. "Is that... someone you care about?" 

Alex's face grew serious. "Go back to bed," I said. 

With a hasty nod, Lauren walked out, her heart racing. She couldn't get rid of the impression that she had just had a peek at the suffering Alex was trying so hard to conceal as she made her way back to her room. A part of her wanted to learn more about him, but she knew she should keep her distance. She simply had no idea how.