Chapter 32 - She was completely unexplainable

"I need flowers, chocolates and jewelry. The price does not matter. I only need it until the end of work." Alexandre looked disapprovingly at the documents in front of him on his desk. He remembered her face flushed with anger. Alexandre clasped his hands over his head and tried again to focus on the documents in front of him. One of his newly acquired companies was already in the red. When Alexandre read the sobering account of this company, his mood was right in the basement. He should hire new managers. Managers who were worth the salary he paid them.

"This is turning out to be a bad morning." He mumbled to himself. But his assistant escaped nothing. Nicolas looked like a reserved little guy, he reminded Alexandre rather to one of these young, arid scientists who preferred to entrench in a laboratory. But Nicolas was competent. Alexandre had to admit that. He would never find a better assistant, who could be a CEO himself and was repeatedly wooed by other companies. But his assistant was loyal.

"How's that?" His assistant asked and handed him two new folders. Alexandre frowned and was reminded of her face. His good mood was spoiled. He was fed up with her and many other things.

"Wives are exhausting!" It slipped bitterly out of his mouth.

This bitter taste was still on his tongue when he remembered this morning. He did not understand what the problem was. Alexandre had fulfilled her every wish. He had married her. Not entirely out of charity. But they were contract partners, true to the motto - one hand washes the other. He played a good husband for her. While she gave him power.

He bought her expensive clothes, jewelry. He gave her protection. And the most important! He had restored her reputation. She had gotten more than she could. With her reputation, she would never have had a husband. He had read the report about her. The last two years of her life. She would not have found a man of her class with this CV. She had worked in some dubious places, had lived without a male guardian.

But he had married her. What did she want more?

He did not understand her.

Alexandre knew some women could become angry out of the blue. His friends always put it jokingly on the female hormones. He had never thought that Lillian belonged to this kind of women. She had always been so calm. She was a good girl. Easy to control. The private investigator's reports had portrayed her like this. A typical upper-class lady. Restrained and modest.

But over time he had noticed that the reports had to be incomplete. He had to admit, the girl could pretend well. But it had not bothered him. Sometimes she was a bit loud, a little crazy, funny. He even liked that she was so ruthlessly honest.

She was honest.

And he would never know what she did next. Sometimes she was completely unexplainable.

Astonished, Nicolas glanced over his glasses. "Exhausting? But the young Madame is always so charming?" He knew his assistant still from university days. The rather slender boy at that time had always been one of the best of the year. Which is why Alexandre had cast his eye on him early on. At the university, it was all about making contacts that were relevant to the future. And Nicolas Rameau was not only competent but also loyal. Alexandre has been trusting this guy for years. Although he sometimes annoyed Alexandre, like now.

Lily had not been charming this morning. He remembered the sparkle in her eyes. Those eyes that drove him insane.

Actually, he did not care why they had argued. He did not even know the reason of her anger. And since he did not care, he would not be hurt. He would not feel sadness.

Nicolas thoughtfully removed his glasses and folded them before putting them in the breast pocket of his white shirt. The brown-blond hair fell loose in the boyish face. "My father always said. Men should never start to study women, they would never graduate." His assistant laughed mischievously and put the same documents on his table. "I should probably make an extra effort with the jewelry selection." Nicolas admitted delight, before he left the office of his boss with a small grin.

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At 16 o'clock, he looked at the clock once again. The day had gone by at a snail's pace. Again and again his thoughts slipped to her. It didn't go with her the way he wanted, and that fact disturbed Alexandre apparently.

Was it too much to cling to his arm? She should worship him and in no case question him. But she did the complete opposite. She always asked questions. She was worse than his sister. A master of the Inquisition.

He had to admit he knew little about women and solid relationships. His former lover was quickly satisfied with expensive jewelry and the latest fashion. Women already begged him when he pulled out his black credit card. They threw themselves in rows in his bed. He never had to do much. A smile, maybe a dinner.

Even Danielle was always eager for his goodwill. His relationship was never exhausting him. She fulfilled all wishes in bed and outside. Danielle clung to him and gave him that feeling of warmth and affection. Her eyes always reflected her admiration for him. As if he were the most perfect man on earth. He liked it. Which man would not like it?

But Lily was like riding a roller coaster. Nothing was obvious.

She was beautiful. Beautiful as fire. Somehow uncontrollable. Unpredictable. Explosive.

She questioned him and that bothered him.

Tired, he operated the intercom on his phone. "Madame Brullon, please let the car drive up and prepare everything for my trip home."