(Alexander’s POV) When Zyra went to the restroom and Sebastian went out of the bakeshop to answer his secretary’s call, Leigh reached for my hands, holding me tight. We are still in the bakeshop, yet she is already sweating. “I don’t want to die yet, Alex. Do something,” she said, swallowing hard. “Hmm?” I raised my eyebrows at her, pretending not to care. Her lips quivered, releasing me and keeping her hands under the table. Even if I don’t look, I know she is fidgeting her hands, clasping her palms as she always does whenever she is afraid or worried. “The view there is beautiful at night, Leigh,” I said, although thinking fast of ways to bring her up the 47th floor without her fainting and how to bring her out after dinner. “I don’t care!” she whimpered, closing her eyes as she uttered in a hushed tone, “I must survive! I have to survive!” “Grow up, Leigh. Don’t be such a child!” I took my cell phone from my pocket, sending George a message. “What’s the highest floor can you

(Alexander’s POV)12:01 a.m.The dinner, despite starting a bit chaotic, ended up just okay when Sebastian helped me in calming Zyra down. Just like me, Leigh was quiet at most times. She had been crying when Zyra and I came into Emma’s unit, and whatever the reason for her crying, I meant to find out today.I sat on the wooden bench in the dark corner outside the bakeshop, waiting for Leigh and Sebastian. After reading her message that they were on their way back to the bakeshop, I went out of the car and sat on the bench, planning my escape on the day of my wedding.If Mei could run away hours before the wedding ceremony, why not the groom this time?I straightened up when I saw the car stopping in front of the bakeshop and waited for them to get out of the vehicle. It took a few minutes before I saw Sebastian opening the door for Leigh, and when they were in front of the entrance of the bakeshop, he kissed her passionately.I looked heavenward, wishing to have more patience and con

(Alexander’s POV)I groaned, lifting my hands to reach my aching head. I moaned in pain, feeling the bandage wrapped around my head.“What happened?” I whined, trying to get up and open my eyelids. I had to blink a few times because I only saw blurry figures around me the first time I opened my eyes.“Oh, my God, you’re finally awake, Boss,” George scrambled to her feet, running toward me.Only then did I realize she was the figure I saw lying on the chair, who got up in a panic and dashed into my bed.I hissed, touching the sterile gauge bandage around my head and wincing as I felt the throbbing pain in my head. I focused my eyes on the old white ceiling and then on the white curtain.“Where am I, George?” I asked, letting my eyes wander. I was definitely not in a big hospital, not even a room, because I could hear noises outside the white curtain.“In an emergency room,” She sighed, cupping my head and checking my face. “Sta. Fe hospital,” she continued as she rolled her eyes and pl

(Leigh’s POV)“Elle, do something,” I whisper, begging, almost in tears, as I drag her to the fitting room. “My breasts will explode if I don’t go home right away.”I move the curtain a little to peek outside, hating Zyra for inviting Sebastian again for another dinner. Alex is talking to Alfie, and from my friend and assistant’s annoyed face, I am sure he is still telling him the changes he wants.“I’ll think of something,” she said, also taking a secret look outside. “Let’s get out of here before he becomes suspicious of us,” she grabs my hand and plasters a smile on her lips as we go out of the small room.I hesitate to move, but I let Elle go outside. If Alfie didn’t call this morning, right there outside, something might have happened between Alex and me in the middle of the bright sunny day. He would have found out my deepest secret, not from anyone’s mouth but from my breasts spurting milk at him.Heaving a deep sigh, I looked at the clock hanging on the beautiful interior desi

(Alexander’s POV)“Boss, I don’t understand you,” George walked faster, matching my pace as we walked out of the Administrative Office of the shopping mall.I ignored her.“One minute you were telling me you miss Leigh, and then the next, it’s like you wanted to strangle her for what? Being sweet at Sebastian? Seeing her kissing him and looking so damn beautiful in that wedding gown?” She bit her bottom lip to stop talking when I halted, only to look daggers at her.How can I tell her that I also didn’t understand myself?I just flared up when I saw Sebastian kissing her on the lips that I had just claimed that morning. My heart was screaming angrily that Kayleigh David was mine, and my jealousy overwhelmed me that I wanted to hurt Leigh, confusing her with those pens and punishing her by taking everything away from her. I knew how important her business was to her, and it was not her fault that Zyra wanted them to plan the wedding.“I’m just curious,” George said, raising her hands i