Chapter 114

The traffic on his way back was something Alex couldn’t just place. There was hardly traffic in the streets except during rainy days, which was not the case right now.

It seemed like the universe was playing some sort of game with him. They just wanted to delay him from meeting his wife.

Waiting patiently in the slow moving line, Alex eventually got home.

It was just about a few minutes past seven at night. He carried the bouquet and headed inside. He would explain, profess his love, and even ask her to go out on a date with him that night.

Unfortunately, Clara was in her room asleep. After Henry had told her to wait on Alex, she waited for him since closing time and he wasn’t back.

Does he not feel anything? Wouldn’t he come explain to her? She misses him so much and at this point, she wants him home and doesn't care if she was the one to apologise.

But as each hour passed, Clara realised that Henry had only lied to her, Alex didn’t care and wasn’t coming home.

She ate dinner alone,