Chapter 13 -1
Because of the drama, the dinner party wrapped up quickly, leaving everyone feeling pretty down.
Holden was dead set on saving their marriage, so he made sure Ron only got them one room.
“Harper, this will always be your home. As long as I’m here, no one will mistreat you,‘ Holden said, gently patting her hand and shooting Alex a stern look.
Harper gave a small smile and nodded.
Holden was always good to her, but he couldn’t control love.
Even if she managed to keep Alex phsically, she couldn’t hold onto his heart. Eventually, they’d go their separate ways and she’d have no ties left with the Lavien family.
Ron then led them to a room on the second floor.
The room was neat and tidy, with a big bed in the center covered in soft bedding.
There were also a bunch of flashy roses, adding a romantic vibe. Clearly, Holden had set this up, hinting that something should happen between them.
“Mr. Lavien, Mrs. Lavien, if you need anything, just let me know,” Ron said respectfully.
Even though he had witnessed everything that happened earlier, he still supported Harper wholeheartedly.
Harper had been part of the Lavien family for five years. She was always respectful to Holden, took great care of Alex, and was kind and gentle to the servants. She never made a single mistake.
How could the vain Emily compare to Harper?
‘Alex is such a fool,‘ Ron thought. He had watched Alex grow up and he knew Alex’s personality well. Alex tended to handle things with shrewdness and decisiveness. How could he be so blind when it came to love?
“Thanks, Ron. You’ve been busy all day, so get some rest,” Harper said calmly, as considerate as ever.
No matter how bad her mood was, she never showed it or took it out on innocent people.
Ron nodded and left, closing the door behind him.
The room suddenly felt awkward, and neither of them spoke.
Alex casually sat on the sofa, opened his laptop, and started working. The light reflected on his handsome face, making it hard to look away from his focused expression.
Thinking about the things in the daytime, Harper felt downcast and walked into the bathroom by herself.
This was a habit they had developed over the years. Whenever they were in the same room, Alex would always work first, while she would go to take a shower.
Only after she finished would Alex stop working and go to shower.
Harper took off her dress and turned on the shower. She stood under the water, trying to wash away her exhaustion.
As the warm water slid over her body, Harper closed her eyes, resigned to the fact that nothing could change.
She kept her shower time short. It was getting late, and she didn’t want to keep him waiting too long.
When she dried herself and took out the nightgown prepared by the servant, she was stunned.
It was a very thin nightgown, almost see–through.
If she wore this nightgown out, Alex would definitely see her body.
Harper rummaged through the cabinet, but there was nothing else, not even a clean towel.
She sighed and silently put on the nightgown.
1/2
She moved quietly as she opened the bathroom door, trying not to disturb Alex, who was fully concentrated on work.
But even so, Alex still heard her movements.
He turned around, catching a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she wore an almost transparent nightgown, revealing the graceful curves of her body.
Alex knew how enticing the body beneath the nightgown was. He had spent countless nights caressing and indulging in it.
The swirling steam and the shimmering droplets on her neck seemed to beckon him to give in to his desires.
