Chapter 38 he is still heartbroken
Amelia’s P.O.V. (Continued)
I smiled widely while bringing the foot cart to the bed where my phone was lying in the middle of the bed and the call was still connected.
“Did you go out tonight?” Alex questioned me, sounding curious, and my heart skipped a beat.
But I immediately brushed off the fear.
“You forgot that I am in security business. I have to go out when I get a job like dealing with feral rogues or other rogue groups attacking a pack.” I replied to him casually. I stopped the food cart beside the nightstand and climbed up the bed again.
“But after becoming my girlfriend, you have to leave that work.”
My hand trembled so hard that the bowl with salad almost slipped from my hands when he suddenly demanded.
My eyes widened in shock, and I snapped my head towards the phone, still shocked by what he said.
“I…. I didn’t agree with that.” I yelled in panic and he laughed.
He actually laughed aloud.
“Tomorrow, you will get the formal contract from Hunter, related to hire your company’s services for the security of my three companies in three different cities. Initial time period will be of three months. In three months, your company has to show its efficiency to increase the contract length. During the same period, you will work with Hunter as my personal assistant and bodyguard.”
I just listened to him, too stunned to even say a word.
“A… aren’t you angry with all that online st an…. And Marcus told me th… that you two fought.” I asked him, while stuttering a little because of shock.
“What’s that has to do with me?” he asked me with a scoff which confused me.
“Marcus said that the incident surfaced because he refused to do with business with Alpha Bernard Shaw, and he is your nephew.” I spoke to him in a light tone but kept the tone serious.
I really don’t know why we were having this conversation and why I was still talking to him, but the conversation went on.
“I am the king, Amelia. If I start acting on rumors or whatever t they post on the net, I will be nothing but a fool.” He replied to me in a flat tone.
“But you did come to confront Marcus. You can’t deny that.” I argued in a teasing tone.
“Yeah, and that was a big mistake.” He mumbled, admitting his mistake without any hesitation.
I pursed my lips into a thin line, keeping my mouth shut. The guilt and pain were evident in his voice, and it affected me in a very weird way.
“Did you hear the conversation between me and Marcus?” he asked me hurriedly.
I sighed, feeling a headache coming to me.
“No. I didn’t, and I didn’t get the time to talk to Marcus about your meeting.” I replied to him while putting steak in my plate. I was now hungry and tired.
“Did he share everything with you?” he asked me next and I rolled my eyes.
“Marcus is a mated wolf, Alex, and his mate is like a sister figure to me. In fact, my last name is also her last name.” I blurted out without thinking but held my breath in the end when I realized what I just revealed.
“So, I was right that your name isn’t your real name.” he mumbled, but I couldn’t breathe.
Since when did I become so reckless that I started speaking without thinking?
“You know.” He spoke again but paused and breathed slowly.
“You and I…. I and you…. we are a perfect match if… if we match each other according to humans.” He added it after that, baffling me again.
I almost choked on my food and coughed a little. I didn’t know where I heard it, but he was known to be aloof and as cold as an iceberg.
And yet here he was….
So chatty a… and a bit romantic???
I shuddered hard, throwing the word out of my mind at once.
“Yeah… a perfect match. One who can’t stand a woman touching him, another who can’t let anyone touch her. What a perfect match?” I remarked sarcastically, and cursed myself immediately for being too loud with my thoughts.
For a second, I felt as if I went back five years ago when I spoke without thinking about anything.
Gloria was so fed up with my habit of nonstop chattering that she scolded me every ten minutes but became worried when I didn’t speak for more than ten minutes.
“Amelia? Are you okay?” I jerked my head a little, coming out of my thoughts when I heard Alexander’s worried voice.
“Yeah..yeah. I… I am eating.” I lied and looked at the remaining food in my plate.
Those bittersweet memories of the past killed my hunger.
“You should eat more. You are all bones, with no extra ounce of flesh anywhere.” He mumbled again, and my eyes widened in shock.
He embraced me two days ago, and I got it that he got an idea of my body at that time, but I am sure that what he said wasn’t correct.
“Be my girlfriend. I will feed you every kind of food to fatten you up.” He demanded again, and now I felt anger bubbling up inside my heart.
I put a piece of steak in my mouth angrily and chewed it so hard as if I were chewing his head.
“Amelia.” He called my name softly again, making my heart tremble a little. I just hummed in response, still chewing the food harshly.
“Will your people forgive me for being a useless ruler?” he asked me, once again sounding heartbroken.
I couldn’t gulp down the content of my mouth. I knew about whom he was talking about.
“I deserve to die alone.” He mumbled again, and I felt an invisible lump form in my throat.
"Sleep now, Alex. It's getting late. Everything will be okay tomorrow." I said it to him in a cracked voice and he chuckled.