The day after Nanna left, Angelina woke up early as usual, got into the adjoining bathroom in her bedroom and freshened up. She had moved back into her own room immediately after Nanna left, as Maxwell had been repeatedly telling her to pack all her stuff and leave his room the instant Nanna stepped her foot out of the house. Even if he didn't, she herself would have taken the initiative because as much as he annoys her with his baseless accusations, she still feels bad whenever she wakes up in the middle of the night and finds him wide awake or dozing uncomfortably on the lazy sofa. Afterall deep down she's a human; a human with a soft heart, no matter what he thinks of her and so she can't stand seeing a fellow human suffering, even if he caused it by himself.After dressing casually in an orange top paired with white slacks and styling her hair in a neat chignon, Angelina fed Honey before going to the kitchen downstairs. However, immediately he saw her walk in, Alejandro slapped h

Since she was going to an Arabian party, Angelina decided to dress like one. So she went to the boutique that was situated close to the hotel they were staying in and with the help of one of the salesgirls, she chose a beautiful, long Emirati dress and used her own personal credit card to pay for it as she never uses Maxwell's black card for any of her personal needs.Upon reaching the hotel lobby, she met the two friends who came downstairs purposely to search for her. "Oops! Sorry, I forgot to inform you guys that I was going to get myself an Arabian dress! Afterall, they say 'when you come to Rome, do as the Romans do!' Right, Ethan?" "Oh, you're so on point Americano! I will even follow your lead! Where did you get the dress from? Do they have anything for handsome blokes like yours truly or is it only for gorgeous Americanos?"Angelina giggled. "Nope. I'm sure there's something that could fit such a tall, handsome young Adonis! The boutique is just adjacent to this hot

The weeks and months passed by with a jet's speed, and just like that, it was already five months since Maxwell and Angelina got married. By now, the bond between her and Isabella had become so strong that she doesn't even want to think about the future when they would have to separate from each other whether they liked it or not. Afterall, hers and Maxwell's marriage is a contract one with an expiration date and every passing day is bringing them closer and closer to that expiration date.Thinking about that makes Angelina so sad and gloomy and hence, she doesn't even like to think of it. She easily gets attached and when she does, she finds it very, very difficult to let go. Just like her dear pet Honey and best friend Alicia. She had gotten so attached to them that when Jeremy sought her help, she had given him the condition that it was only if the two of them come with her. And now, she had gotten quite attached to Isabella and she knew without any iota of doubt that when the time

All of a sudden, Angelina felt herself being roughly shoved away. She gasped at the sudden, unexpected action while staggering from the impact. Luckily, she was just lightly pushed away, without much force so she didn't fall or accidentally hit anything.With widened eyes, she looked up at the culprit, who was also looking at her with an aloof, cold and indifferent expression on his face. "Rehearsal time is over. Now back to reality. What makes you think you can barge in here and say what you feel like about my trusted employee and expect to be believed?"Angelina had never been more stunned in her life. She just couldn't believe her ears or eyes. All that…what he just did to her— pulling her into his arms, nuzzling his face into her hair, hugging her tightly and calling her his little man, were all just part of play acting?! He was just having a rehearsal?! Unbelievable!!But whether or not she found it hard to believe, the evidence was right there in front of her— he's now bac

Later that same day at night, Angelina kept tossing and turning on her very comfortable bed. But try as hard as she may, sleep eluded her. All she could see when she closed her eyes was Maxwell's face when he uttered those profound, heartfelt words of gratitude to her. She had seen him looking aloof and indifferent, she had seen him looking cold and distant, she had seen him looking livid and furious, she had seen him looking tormented and devastated and she had seen him looking aroused and lustful. In short, she had seen him in different kinds of moods, bearing different kinds of expressions on his prepossessing face but not that kind she saw earlier in the day. Not that warm, profound, earnest, highly touched and gracious expression she witnessed in Isabella's study room earlier on.And that pulled the strings of her womanly heart. It didn't just make him look even more handsome and attractive, but also made him seem more approachable, more loving, more lovable. If only he could ke