Chapter nine

ALEXANDER’s POV…

I ran my fingers through my hair, and just as I placed it back, right beside me, the vase close to me got knocked over and I gasped as I bent to pick it up.

I picked it up, and raising my head, it was none other than Amelia standing before me.

I parted my lips, but before the words could even leave my lips, she walked back into the kitchen, and on walking back in, her little asked her what it was.

“Nothing relevant.” She said.

Normally, no one would ever dare to say such about me and even if they did, I would have them beheaded right away, but then, hearing it from Amelia, I didn’t feel anger, but rather, I felt pain as I turned away, walking away from the kitchen immediately.

As I laid in bed, I stared at the clock. It was past midnight already, it was so late yet I was still thinking about her. Damn this feeling!

Thinking about her, I couldn’t help but recall that I’d hurt her a lot by involving a child.

Yes, I wasn’t supposed to involve the little girl, but when I