Chapter 517 He Suddenly Left
Just as Alexander finished his shower and changed clothes, he noticed Victoria, who had bought the sexy nightgown, was still not in the room.
Frowning, he quickly went out to find her and found Victoria in Brett's private study.
She was in simple pants and a loose white shirt, her long hair casually tied back, bending over with a pen in hand.
He walked forward, reminded of when he first returned to the country a few months ago.
Back then, their reunion was different from two years ago.
Victoria was no longer bright and cheerful but more reserved and polite.
Their reunion felt distant compared to two years ago, but now it felt completely different.
She was his wife now.
Alexander walked over and stood next to them, watching.
Brett, looking tired from bending over, sighed as he lifted his pen and asked Alexander, "What do you think?"
"Very good," Alexander commented in a deep voice, suddenly looking up at the person drawing.
Victoria finished the last stroke, shook her arms a bit, and looked down at her and Brett's work with satisfaction.
Alexander was captivated by Victoria's serious demeanor and the way she looked down at the artwork.
It seemed like she was always meant to be this way.
Actually, Victoria hadn't practiced in a long time. The last time was on Alexander's birthday when she secretly drew a sketch of him but never dared to give it to him.
Brett called her in a steady voice, "Victoria."
Victoria replied softly, "Yes, Brett?"
Brett stared at the painting on the table, his eyes full of admiration. "You should practice more often. You can use this study anytime."
Victoria was flattered and smiled sweetly, saying, "Thank you."
"Alright. You two go ahead. I'll take a good look at this," Brett said.
As Alexander heard Brett dismiss them, he quickly grabbed Victoria's hand, put down the pen she was holding, and said, "Let's go."
Victoria said, "Then we'll go first. Brett, don't stay up too late."
"Got it." Brett nodded slightly, then picked up their artwork to admire it closely.
He thought that this painting shouldn't just be shown to him.
Victoria looked puzzled at Alexander leading her to the bedroom, asking, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Alexander replied, "We'll talk in the room."
A minute later, the two stood at the foot of their bed in their bedroom.
Alexander had already opened the sexy nightgown.
Victoria felt he might have misunderstood and explained, "Arabella bought this."
Alexander was stunned. "What?"
"She said she had to buy something when she went out, so she bought a nightgown for me."
"You didn't buy it yourself?"
"If I had bought it..."
In fact, Victoria had seen a set of sexy nightwear online, with a kind of gentle beauty that she thought Alexander would like.
However, she planned to wear it for him on his birthday next year.
By then, they would have had a sexual relationship. According to the female leaders in their PR department, couples lose their freshness after being married for a while, so they need some sexy little things to spice things up and make the bedroom more fun.
Alexander looked at her and said, "Victoria."
Victoria asked, "What?"
She hadn't come to her senses yet, just reflexively responding, turning to look at him.
Alexander continued, "Will you wear it for me?"
Victoria asked, "When?"
Alexander said softly, "Now."
"Now?" Victoria looked at him, finally coming to her senses, but her face started to heat up.
The nightgown was super sexy, short, and thin.
Arabella had joked that wearing it might even help them make a baby tonight.
Victoria sneaked a glance at Alexander, catching sight of his sexy Adam's apple, and her heart started racing.
Logically, she shouldn't refuse.
"We're having our wedding at the end of the month," Victoria said softly.
"Just to look," Alexander pleaded.
Victoria dared to look at him again, then lowered her eyes and took the nightgown into the bathroom.
She needed to shower first.
And although she could wear it, she didn't believe he just wanted to look.
Just like when he said he would just sleep in her bed, then he ended up holding her, kissing her, and then...
Anyway, they were quite familiar with each other's bodies by now.
From the first tentative touch to now, she almost knew his preferences.
For example, once Victoria lightly kissed Alexander's Adam's apple, and he moaned, enjoying it, then immediately grabbed her and kissed her fiercely.
Alexander had already cleaned up and was thinking about waiting for her in bed, but after lying down for less than five minutes, he couldn't stay still, like a young man tasting forbidden fruit for the first time, nervous and excited, making him restless.
He got up and quickly walked to the bathroom door.
He didn't push the door open, even though he had seen her before.
But he knew he had to restrain himself. If he let his wild side out, she would be scared to tears.
The next time he made her cry could only be on their wedding night.
However, Alexander couldn't suppress his active imagination, constantly picturing Victoria's soft body standing in front of the bathtub.
In the bathroom, Victoria swiftly decided to wear it.
She thought to herself, 'It's okay. People say that when they're in love, every day can be an anniversary. When I tell our future babies about how we have them, I can say it is because Alexander is so eager to see them that he can't wait. It's nice.'
She thought this way might be more appropriate.
Victoria went to shower and even sprayed Alexander's custom-made perfume.
Alexander returned to the bedside, opened the drawer of the nightstand, and found it empty, frowning unconsciously.
He had bought condoms before and put them in the drawer.
'Did they take even these things?' he thought.
Alexander was a bit unhappy, but then he thought about their first time. If it was possible, why use them?
They were definitely going to have kids after getting married anyway.
He looked towards the bathroom again, quickly lowering his head with a silly smile.
What was wrong with him?
He resembled a naive youth, eagerly anticipating his first meeting with his girlfriend.
When Victoria came out with her hair dried, half an hour had passed. She stood quietly by the wall, feeling a bit embarrassed because she was dressed so lightly, and said softly, "I-I'm ready."
No response.
She looked towards the bed in confusion, but there was no one.
She immediately walked out, turned around at the bedside, and didn't see him anywhere in the room. The surroundings were overly quiet, as if telling her he was no longer there.
Victoria picked up her phone in confusion and dialed his number, but there was no answer.
She thought, 'Didn't Alexander want to see her in this nightgown? How could he leave without saying anything?'
A bad feeling was about to surface, but she quickly dismissed it.
'No, he can't have gone to see Isabella at this time. There must be something else, and he'll definitely call me soon,' she thought.
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