Nathan's POV
It's been three months since I asked Alicia to be my fake wife. Each day, I keep learning new things about her and I knew the woman I fell in love with better than I did. Alicia was like my obsession and letting go would be a sin.I knew if I told her outright that I liked her, I might end up losing her so leaning in to her was all I could do. There were days when I wanted to kiss her, hold her and take her but I knew patience like I was supposed to. There were also days when I get jealous and want to punch the living daylight out of anyone who touch her but then I knew it would be disastrous and Alicia would end up hating me more."Hello mother," the irritating sound of my phone had dragged me out of my thoughts.I was in my office, going through some work when my mother called.I've ignored her calls several times this week but the woman is stubborn and persistent."Nathan. You've beeAlicia's POV I was watching some episodes of Big Bang Theory when Nathan called me. When he asked where I was and I told him I was home, I didn't expect his next words to be what he said. "I need you," his voice was unusual. He always had this raspy voice that put me on my toes but today he sounded like a broken record and I hated that."Come home then," I answered. He dropped the call and I placed the phone back beside me. I knew I told him to come home but I didn't know what I was supposed to tell him when he eventually did. I knew something was wrong also but I didn't want to think about what it could be. I wanted him to come home and tell me. He's always there for me and I believe I should reciprocate that as well today. Earlier, I'd planned on going to the store to get some groceries. Since we stopped hiring maids, our fridge has been mostly empty. It reminded me that I've been neglecting so many things around the house. I left work early today and after I got back, the fi
Alicia’s pov“Are you hungry?” Nathan asked on our way to the shopping centre. We were supposed to use the one closest to home but I disagreed since the last time I was there, there was no toilet paper so instead, I suggested we use the next one which was a bit far from home. “Not really. I saw some snacks in your room and i took them,” He frowned. At first, I thought he was angry because I took something from his room but I soon realised that wasn't the case. “What snacks?” It was my turn to frown. “The ones on your table,” He shook his head as if he was thinking about something. “I don't remember putting any snacks in my room and moreover, I don't eat junk food so why would I get them?” I turned to look at him better because I thought he was joking but the indifferent look I met on his face made me realise he was serious. “The green and red snacks, seaweed, something, I've forgotten the name. You saw it with me when you came in,” I said at the top of my voice. “Maybe someon
Alicia’s POV “Talk to me, Love. What’s wrong?” He asked. His hand was placed on my shoulder and I bit down on my lip. Why did I start something I couldn't finish? I know he wouldn't let go until he was sure that I wasn't mad anymore. “It’s nothing, Nathan. I’m good,” “Was it because of what I said about your parents?” “No, it wasn't,” I answered. I couldn't even turn to look at him because of how guilt was eating away at me. “I’ll drop it but I'll keep thinking about what I did wrong on the way. Once I get it, I'll apologise for making you feel bad, alright?” I didn't answer. I couldn't even nod or hum or say yes or no because it wasn't supposed to be that way. As he started the car, I turned to look at him. He didn't look sad or angry, he just had a normal expression on his face. When our eyes met, he smiled at me. “You don’t feel sick anymore, right?” He asked. Why does he care so much about me? Why does he care if I'm angry or sad or sick? Aren't we supposed to be faking t
Alicia's POV"Are you sure it'll be okay for me to go empty handed?" I asked Nathan for the tenth time tonight"I'm sure," he gave me the same answer. We were right outside Lancaster's mansion. This wasn't grandma's home, this was the Lancaster home and I can't even remember the last time I was here. When Grandma was alive, most family dinners were at her house or at event halls around town. I guess now that grandma is dead the responsibility to hold dinners will fall to Mr Lancaster, Nathan's dad. "Are you sure we should go to this thing?" He asked. He'd been begging me to say no to the dinner plan so we wouldn't have to attend but I kept on disappointing him and he didn't hide his disappointment at all. "Yes, Nathan. Your brother is getting engaged tonight and moreover, it's Sunday night, I don't have anything I'm doing or will be doing," I made the quote sign in the air. He mumbled something under his breath but I didn't quite get a grasp of what he said. "What?" He shook h
Alicia’s POVThe sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow across the vast expanse of the cemetery. I stood at the edge of the grave of Grandma Mary, the woman who had been a support to me my entire life. It's been a month since she left this world and I still can't get over the sadness that manages to creep into my heart every moment. Tears welled up in my eyes, mingling with the bittersweet memories. With a heavy sigh, I turned away from the grave, my emotions threatening to consume me. It was almost time, time to embark on a new chapter without her influence and presence. I walked towards the waiting black car, its polished exterior reflecting the somber surroundings. Slipping into the backseat, I shielded my eyes with a pair of dark sunglasses I'd brought with me from the house. The world outside moved in a blur as my driver guided the car through the city streets. I reached into my bag and retrieved my cell phone. With trembling fingers, I checked the time. Four hour
Alicia's POV I walked into the magnificent building with my shoulders high as if a chip had been plugged into it. That was all a facade, I was dying inside. I was a wreck from nervousness, fear, and a thousand questions running through my head.What if he says no? What if he doesn't accept the decision I'm about to make? What if he goes against me by using the contract I signed? What if I get sued in court? 'Focus Alicia, you've got this,' I repeated those words in my head more than a million times even as I walked into the elevator. This is the second time I'll be walking into this building and I was even too nervous to be as mesmerized as I was the first time I was here.The last time I came here, Grandma Mary had asked me to drop a document at Nathaniel's office. I couldn't look away from how exquisite the office was. It was like walking into a five-star hotel but with an office layout. When I got into Nathan's part of the building, I didn't meet him but I met his bitchy secretar
Nathan's POV 'Let's get divorced then,' The words kept ringing over and over in my head for the rest of the day and no matter how much I tried, I could never let it go. I hadn't expected Alicia to come to my building and never did I expect her to barge into my office like that. I knew Alicia was a stubborn woman who would go after whatever she wanted even to the gates of hell but never in a million years did I ever think I would see her at my office, asking for a divorce. I thought she loved the marriage enough to keep staying. I did everything she wanted, which was actually nothing. I didn't ask her for anything and neither did I force her to do anything against her will so, why would she want a divorce? What did I do wrong? I mumbled under my breath. "What did you say?" Sylvester, my friend asked. "Nothing," I shook my head. I’d driven over to his place after I left work this evening."Something is on your mind and I know it. I've been your friend for over a decade now so tru
Alicia's POV After I left Nathan's office, I couldn't comprehend or understand what I was feeling or what was going on exactly. I know I'm supposed to be excited, I finally got the freedom I always craved but a part of me was sad. Throughout the entire ride from his office to my home, I couldn't shake off the sad feeling. It kind of stuck with me for a long time even after I got home. I sat back to watch a comedy show in my room but it didn't appear funny to me. When my eyes moved to the framed picture of Grandma Mary sitting on my bed stand, that was when I realized where the sadness was coming from. I feel like I'd disappointed her with my decision. If she was alive, my decision would've killed her. It would've been written on her gravestone that I was the cause of her death. Tears welled up in my eyes and I quickly wiped it off with a finger to stop myself from crying. I picked up the divorce document I'd gotten a day after Grandma Mary died and dropped it off on the kitchen co