Chapter 82 He Publicly Held Her Hand in the Restaurant
He was commanding and strategic. His casual demeanor was enough to make the waitstaff, who were about to serve the dishes, stand by without daring to move.
Alexander naturally took her hand and placed it on his thigh, intertwining their fingers as he had done several times before.
However, this time, it was in a public setting.
Victoria's mind buzzed as she looked at him.
Alexander smiled, "What am I afraid of?"
Victoria was speechless. Was he planning to make their relationship public?
She was about to get up immediately.
Suddenly, Alexander turned around and pressed both her legs down, then looked at her with a smile, his voice low as he said, "I didn’t kidnap anyone. My wife willingly went with me to the Marriage License Bureau to get our marriage certificate, right?"
Victoria thought he had gone mad.
By openly acknowledging their relationship now, he wasn't benefiting either of them.
Adrian couldn't help but stand up, "Alex, isn't it a bit late to make it public now?"
"This matter is only between us, the married couple. We can make it public whenever we want. It's not your place to question it. Sit down," Alexander reminded him.
Noticing everyone looking at them, Adrian immediately sat back down.
"Alright, alright, it's just a meal. You're making it seem like a war. You should tone it down," Edward felt that Alexander was not as composed as usual today. Had Adrian provoked him?
However, Isabella was still pregnant.
Should they make this public now or carefully consider it before making a decision?
Alexander nonchalantly released Victoria's legs but forcefully grabbed her hand onto his thigh, holding it firmly in place.
No one could make him change his mind about this.
Victoria lowered her head and softly reminded him, "Let go."
"Do you also think I'm afraid to admit it?" Alexander suddenly looked at her seriously.
Victoria immediately became submissive.
Was she afraid of provoking him?
Her other hand was clenched into a fist under the table. She was about to lose her temper, but she couldn't.
"Aren't you serving the food yet?" He coldly asked the waiter, who was standing there awkwardly.
The waiter immediately approached.
He even doubted if he had heard correctly. Was he hallucinating? It couldn't be true, right?
Mr. Harrington had gotten married? And the bride was not the rumored Isabella, but the seemingly ordinary, slender, and weak woman sitting in front of him?
The waiter carefully placed the plates on the table, not daring to make any inappropriate noise, and then quickly left.
Edward sat next to Alexander and Victoria.
When he saw Alexander tightly holding Victoria's hand, he sighed lightly, helpless at what to do, leaned in slightly, and whispered, "You should let go soon. News about you guys might really spread."
Alexander glanced at him and smiled. He then held her hand even tighter.
He leaned over to pour himself a cup of coffee without saying a word, but he was annoyed inside.
He had never been afraid of being talked about. It's just that at that moment...
He was even angry at himself for leaving for two years.
Furthermore, what was the deal with this woman?
He turned to look at her, feeling particularly displeased.
Why didn't she try to stop him? Why didn’t she say anything?
She didn’t say a word.
Not even a single word.
Even though later there were rumors about him and Isabella, she never reached out to him.
Why did she even agree to marry him?
He asked her for a reason, but after all this time, she hadn't given him an answer.
Victoria then realized that someone was taking a photo and nervously tried to remove her hand from his, whispering softly, "Someone is taking a photo, let go quickly."
"What are you afraid of? Aren't you my wife?"
Victoria was speechless.
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