Chapter 398 Toxic
Isabella and Naomi both held the determination to win.
Even after cutting her hair short, Isabella looked exhausted and sickly.
But this was exactly the effect they wanted.
The entire house was filled with a sickly atmosphere.
The top floor was different.
It was serene yet lively.
Despite the lack of emotional connection between the two.
Alexander didn't stay long. He bought not only sanitary pads but also other things.
As soon as he entered the house, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt-a swift motion that didn't stop him from running upstairs.
When he reached upstairs, he forcefully stuffed his coat into the trash can, then stood at the bathroom door and knocked. "Victoria?"
"Oh!" Victoria was already getting ready.
Naturally, there were no sanitary pads, but there was paper.
She thought he would take a long time.
She brushed her teeth and went to open the door, only to see Alexander standing shirtless at the doorway. "What's wrong with you?"
Although his physique was very pleasing to the eye, it looked a bit strange.
"I run to buy it, sweating, so my clothes are a bit dirty. Are you okay?"
"I used something else. Thank you," Victoria's speech was a bit muffled as she took the bag from him.
Upon seeing the sanitary pads inside, she realized they were the same brand she usually used.
"You're welcome, you... never mind, go ahead." Alexander stood there, catching his breath.
After Victoria closed the door, he also turned around, sniffed his armpits, then immediately grabbed a clean shirt and left the bedroom.
He walked quickly and happily, like a big boy going to a race.
Victoria opened the bag, not only finding sanitary pads but also chocolate.
He was quite thoughtful.
Victoria felt warm inside, placed the bag on the sink, changed the sanitary pad first, and then went out again.
He changed into a black shirt.
Victoria couldn't help but ask, "Why do you change into a black one?"
He seemed like a hero turning into a villain.
"Don't you like black?"
Alexander asked her.
"Not really,"
Victoria replied, still not fully present.
She couldn't help but look at him carefully. Did he wash his hair?
No, he was...
She glanced at his neck again. Did he take a shower?
She also admitted he ran fast, coming back so quickly, but could he sweat that much?
"Do you take a shower?" Victoria confirmed it as a surprise.
Alexander couldn't help but smile as he saw her staring at him, hands on hips, slowly approaching her with long strides. "Yes, do you want to check if I'm clean enough?"
"No, no need." Victoria finally came to her senses, retreated in a fluster, and managed to speak.
Alexander couldn't help but smile, then pushed her against the wall. "You can check, madam. No need to be polite with me."
Victoria forced a smile.
Alexander kept looking her at straight, wondering why Victoria's skin looked softer and her lips pinker after washing up.
He couldn't resist leaning in, lightly calling her name. "Victoria, what should I do if I want to kiss you?"
"Don't kiss. It's toxic," Victoria muttered softly.
Alexander couldn't help but lower his head. "Is it the aphrodisiac type?"
Victoria was stunned.
Just as she was awkwardly looking at him, Alexander had already leaned in, his ambiguous aura swiftly enveloping her.
"Don't move, you're deeply poisoned and need treatment."
Alexander murmured, his lips slowly approaching hers.
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