<h4>Chapter 107: Feelings</h4>


    Another morning dawned, and Rain was up early, her mind set on preparing breakfast. She found herself surprisingly enjoying cooking for Alexander and her father-inw, a sharp contrast to her past self. Today was special. Alexander had told herst night that he’d be staying home to rest, and she wanted to make sure everything was perfect.


    However, Rain couldn’t shake the slight worry gnawing at her. Clifford and Sanya were visiting for lunch, and the tension between Clifford and Alexander was something she didn’t want escting in front of her father-inw. Her face turned serious at the thought, particrly because she needed a heart-to-heart with Sanya as well.


    "It’s been two weeks and two days now..." she murmured, thinking back to the day she identally discovered their marriage. Time had flown by, and with every passing day, her feelings for Alexander seemed to grow. At first, she had just found him attractive—now, it was something deeper. She wasn’t sure what falling in love felt like exactly, but whatever this was, it felt close.


    Taking a deep breath, she studied her reflection in the mirror, smoothing her hair and giving herself onest look. A blush crept onto her cheeks, and she patted them gently, giggling at herself. "I feel like I’m going crazy," she mused with a smile, excited at the thought of seeing Alexander in the morning, even though they’d spentst night together.


    Satisfied with her appearance, Rain headed to the kitchen.


    "Good morning, Miss Rain," Chef Philip greeted her as she entered. "What’s on the menu for breakfast today?"


    "Another one of Alexander’s favorites!" she responded cheerfully. Today, she decided on spinach mushroom scrambled eggs, avocado soup, French toast, and sausages, simple yet satisfying dishes.


    "Are you nning on recing me as the chef?" Philip teased, watching as she efficiently moved about the kitchen, not letting him do much except offer asional tips.


    Rainughed. "Don’t worry, Chef. The kitchen is yours during the weekdays. I’ll be too busy once I go back to work. But on weekends, I’m borrowing it!" she said with a grin.


    Philip chuckled along with her, and soon, everything was ready to be served. He helped her set the table while Rain grabbed a towel and a bottle of water, heading outside to greet Alexander, who was likely finishing up his morning jog.


    As expected, she spotted him just as he sat down to catch his breath, his shirt clinging to his skin from sweat. Approaching him, Rain handed him the bottle of water but kept the towel to herself, wiping his face for him.


    "What are you doing?" Alexander asked, frowning slightly but not stopping her.


    "Pampering my husband," she replied simply, continuing to wipe away his sweat, her attention focused on the task. Despite his intense gaze, she ignored it, savouring the quiet intimacy of the moment.


    His grey eyes, striking against his jet-ck hair, mesmerized her. It was in moments like these that Rain realized how deeply she was falling for Alexander, not because of grand gestures, but because she loved the simple things—like wiping his sweat and being near him. The ease she found in caring for him stirred feelings she hadn’t anticipated.


    Meeting his intense gaze, she subconsciously voiced what had been on her mind. "By now, Ca probably knows we’re married. After all, she rmended Chef Sarah, and I’m sure Sarah’s been reporting everything back to her. What do you think?"


    Alexander’s reaction was immediate. His expression hardened as he looked away. "That’s enough. I’ll go and get changed," he said curtly, grabbing the towel from her hand and walking away. Rain stood there, watching him retreat, noting the unmistakable difort he showed whenever Ca was mentioned.


    She sighed softly, her eyes narrowing in thought. If Ca truly cared for Alexander, it wouldn’t be long before she returned, especially after learning about their sudden marriage. Rain had expected this reaction, yet Alexander’s refusal to discuss Ca stung more than she wanted to admit.


    Her gaze lingered on the door Alexander had disappeared through, and she rubbed her chin, muttering to herself, "It’s really hard to read that nk expression of his. Am I getting rusty at this?" Normally, she was adept at reading people—an essential skill in her profession as awyer—but Alexander was proving to be a mystery.


    Shrugging it off for now, she turned and made her way back inside.


    *****


    Meanwhile, Alexander was drenched in sweat, his body burning up despite the cool morning air. Without a second thought, he headed straight to his bedroom and into the shower, hoping the cold water would bring him some relief. "That woman will be the death of me," he muttered, his frustration growing.


    Rain’s bold suggestion that they should share a bedroom had been swirling in his mind since she spoke about it. He had actually considered it for a moment and was nning to tell her about it today, but now he was hesitating again.


    "She’s too bold for her own good," he scoffed, annoyed at how easily she seemed to invade his personal space. "Does she think I’m some kind of saint with the way she’s always touching me?"


    He had been fighting to maintain control around Rain ever since that night she was drugged. The memory of it haunted him—her vulnerability, the closeness between them—and it was torture. He hated how often that moment would creep into his thoughts, no matter how hard he tried to push it away. It was getting harder to keep hisposure around her, like earlier when she was wiping the sweat from his face. Every fiber of his being had wanted to pull her into his arms, but he knew he couldn’t. He had to leave before he lost control.


    Then, her question about Ca hit him like a punch to the gut.


    He had almost forgotten about Ca. Just the thought of his former girlfriend made his chest tighten with frustration. Alexander let out a heavy sigh. His rtionship with Ca had ended long ago, but the years they’d spent together weren’t easily forgotten. She had been in his life since he was fifteen, and for the longest time, he had believed she was the one for him.


    But now... things were different.


    Rain had turned his life upside down, and the certainty he once had about his feelings for Ca was slipping away. What he had with Rain was unlike anything he had experienced before. It was messy, unpredictable, and exhrating—and that scared him more than anything.