Chapter 51
“There’s a freaking Bentley behind us, Olivia! A Bentley! And it’s
been trailing us since the hospital. You seriously want me to just
pretend it’s normal?” Ava hissed.
I sighed, resting my elbow against the car door. “It’s normal. It’s
mine.”
Ava almost slammed the brakes. “Excuse me?”
“My new boss,” I said casually, scrolling through my phone. “He
also lives in the same building.”
Ava stared at me like I had sprouted antlers. “That’s your boss’s
car? The Alpha billionaire? He’s literally babysitting you now?”
“He’s being polite. Don’t romanticize it.”
“I’m not romanticizing anything,” she muttered. “But if my boss
followed me home in a luxury car looking like a magazine
spread, I’d have questions.”
“He’s not following me. He lives at the top story of my building.”
I corrected Ava.
“Whatever. He could have gone earlier than you if did not want
to follow you, you know!”
I wanted to reply to Ava on her remark, but it did seem a little true to argue.
After a while, we pulled into the housing complex, and sure enough, the Bentley parked a short distance away. Ava got out and helped me into the wheelchair, still casting suspicious glances over her shoulder.
“Okay, now that-” she nearly choked as Alexander stepped out of the car, suit sharp, eyes sharp, posture sharper. “Oh my goddess. That’s him, isn’t it? The guy who stood up for you at the charity dinner? The one everyone kept whispering about?”
“Oh gosh! Why are you acting like you don’t know him?”
“Yeah, I do,” she muttered under her breath. “But I never knew
you two had a thing. I am really happy for you!”
“Ava. Can you just focus on the wheelchair? Please.”
Gai and the pilot walked up with my bags, and the six of us
crammed into the elevator. The small space was not made for this many people and a wheelchair.
“Sorry!” Ava said, trying to maneuver the chair. She bumped
into Gai, muttering another apology.
“Whoa–watch it-“I leaned forward suddenly as the chair
caught on the elevator groove. In an instinctive move to stop
myself from falling, I threw my hands up-
Chapter 51
And smacked right into Alexander’s thigh.
I froze. My palm was flat on his leg. His thigh. The firm one.
A full two seconds passed before I yanked my hand back like I’d
been burned. My eyes widened. His jaw twitched..
The air turned painfully awkward.
Alexander didn’t say a word, but I saw the faintest pink dust his
cheekbones. Gai looked away, stifling a grin. Ava bit her lip so
hard I thought she might bleed.
The elevator finally dinged open.
I shook my head. “Alexander doesn’t like being touched. He’s
very private. You saw how stiff he got. I probably just gave him
a complex.”
“Yeah, a romantic one,” she smirked. “He didn’t snap at you. You
think if I faceplanted into his lap he’d be that polite?”
I winced. “Can we not?”
We settled in after I cleaned my wound and showered with
Ava’s help. The day had been long, emotionally exhausting, and
awkward as hell.
Chaphy 51
Just as I pulled on my hoodie and sat down on the couch, my
phone buzzed.
Unknown number.
Ava looked over. “Want me to answer and growl into it?”
“Very funny,” I said, declining the call.
It rang again.
“Persistent, aren’t they?” Ava muttered.
“Probably Ethan,” I mumbled.
“Ugh. You should record a voicemail that says, “The number
you’re calling is no longer impressed by your pathetic guilt trip.”
“Not a bad idea.”

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