Chapter 115

Alexander picked up his glass of wine and gulped down the contents in a hurry, barely waiting to catch his breath. He clenched his fist in fury and flung the glass cup across the room, watching how it shattered into tiny bits.

He looked disheveled and totally unkept. His hair was barely combed as his eyes were as red as a flame.

Underneath his eyes were large eye bags…a major indication that he hardly slept all through the night.

His heart was heavy and so was his body. He felt useless and without an idea of what to do. All through the night, he remained at the hotel, searching through his heart and trying to remind himself of how much of a coward he was.

He had Amelia who needed his help presently, but he was willing to give up on her because of the treasure he had in his possession.

All through the night, he questioned his decision and felt the weight it created in his heart, and even until day break, he was yet to get a grip of himself.

He loved Amelia, and he could feel it in