19. Beautiful Wife

Alina's Pov

I gave myself a final overview in the mirror. The blue dress did well to enhance the curves on my body. It was a full sleeve silk body-con dress, reaching my ankles. Not too bad, I think. I looked at the clock which stated 7:30. Shit, I am late.

I heard a knock on the door, making me glance at it as I put on my earrings. Must be Martha coming to inform me that her dearest Mr. Maxwell is probably going crazy downstairs waiting for me.

“Come in,” I announce, hurriedly working on my earrings. I heard the door open before shutting back. “Sorry Martha. I know Theodore might probably be eating your ear out for me being late,” I didn't hear anything back from which made me turn around and face her. “Just let him know I'll be down in two min-” my words died in my throat as my eyes fell on the person who was in my room.

“Theodore?” To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I was flabbergasted. Did he come all the way here to give me an earful for being late? He remained si