Chapter 23 The Fresh Feeling After a Bath
The call was from Marcus.
Marcus's tone was both commanding and negotiating, "Alexander, since you said that woman is here to comfort your mother, I've decided to arrange a casual family dinner this weekend. Eligible girls from the prominent families of Sunwillow City will be attending."
"I’m not going!" Alexander mercilessly refused before Marcus could finish his sentence.
Marcus's tone softened a bit, "Alexander, don't hang up so quickly. Can you at least hear me out?"
Alexander remained silent.
"Alexander?" Marcus called out, checking if he was still on the line.
"I'm listening!" Alexander said impatiently.
"I won't interfere with the Windsor family business matters, but I'm already ninety-six years old. You can't let me die without seeing you get married and have children, can you? If you find a girl you like at the party, that's great. If not, I won't force you," by the end of the call, Marcus was almost pleading with Alexander.
Alexander glanced at Clara, who was still standing in the rain, and replied indifferently, "Okay."
He told Clara, "Prepare yourself these next few days. This weekend, come with me to the Windsor Manor to meet my grandfather."
Clara's eyes lit up with joy. "Mr. Windsor, what did you say? You want me to go with you to the Windsor Manor?" she asked excitedly.
"Yes, to meet my family," Alexander said, still expressionless.
He would not choose any other woman.
He would never marry into another wealthy family, nor would he ever fancy any socialite.
His wife for this lifetime could only be Clara, even if there was no affection between them.
But he had that sense of responsibility.
Alexander would not let a woman who had sex with him end up like his mother, who had been his father's mistress for life.
Since Clara was to be his wife, he might as well take her to meet his elders, which would also quash any hopes of the women attending the party might have.
"Meeting the family, I'm really going to meet Mr. Windsor's family. I'm so happy," Clara muttered to herself, completely forgetting that Alexander was still there and that she was still standing in the rain.
She continued to mutter, "What should I wear? I must dress the most beautifully. I have to outshine those women trying to steal my husband!"
Then she suddenly remembered Alexander was still there and immediately shut up. She then said flatteringly to Alexander, "Mr. Windsor, don't worry. I will dress elegantly and tastefully on the weekend, I surely won't embarrass you. And I will always remember that I am your woman. I will be obedient! Goodbye, Mr. Windsor."
With that, Clara ran back into the rain.
"Stop!" Alexander called out calmly.
He wanted her to wait so the driver could take her back. She was his fiancée, and there was no reason for her to walk back in the rain.
Clara immediately turned around, looking at Alexander with surprise. "Mr. Windsor, do you want to ask me about Elizabeth?"
Alexander was stunned, "What?"
"You just told me to be obedient, so I didn't dare to tell you. But I think as your fiancée, I should remind you that Elizabeth was very bad in school. She used to hang out in bars with men quite often, and an old man tried to rape her. She accidentally killed him and went to jail. Later, in prison, she was also very promiscuous..." Clara deliberately left her sentence unfinished.
She was observing Alexander's expression.
Alexander's face remained calm and unperturbed.
Clara continued, "She must have some ulterior motive for getting close to your mother. You mustn't let her deceive you. I know for a fact that for men, especially powerful men like you, having a few lovers is normal, and I won't be jealous. But Elizabeth is really dirty, and her private life is complicated. I'm afraid she might harm your health, Mr. Windsor."
Alexander's face remained calm.
Clara called out again, "Mr. Windsor."
Alexander picked up his phone and dialed a number. He instructed, "Gavin, come over and take Miss Guise home immediately."
Clara fell silent.
Alexander said coldly and emotionlessly, "Wait here. Gavin will be here in three minutes to take you home."
With that, Alexander entered the elevator, pressed the up button, and the elevator doors closed.
Clara stood dazed in the rain.
Three minutes later, Gavin arrived. He reversed the car towards Clara, rolled down the window, and called out, "Miss Guise, get in the car quickly. Don't get wet."
"Are you dumb?" Clara immediately changed her tone.
Gavin was puzzled by her sudden change in demeanor.
"I am Mr. Windsor's fiancée. As his driver, shouldn't you get out and open the door for me and then kneel to be my footstool?" she remarked boastfully.
Gavin remained silent.
After a few seconds, Gavin got out of the car without a word, opened the door, knelt on one knee, and respectfully said, "Miss Guise, please get in the car."
Clara arrogantly said, "That's more like it!"
Through tonight's interaction, Clara understood that no matter what she did wrong, Alexander would marry her.
Because Alexander believed she was the woman who saved his life with her virginity that night.
With this, wouldn't it be easy for her to teach Elizabeth a lesson in the future?
Clara happily rode home in Gavin's car.
Meanwhile, Alexander went upstairs and opened the door. As he passed the bathroom, Elizabeth happened to come out.
A fresh scent of just-bathed fragrance filled the air.
Elizabeth used cheap shampoo, but it was mild and clean, not overpowering, and smelled quite pleasant.
Elizabeth was wrapped in a white towel, drying her wet hair with another towel in her hands. She didn't see Alexander and continued walking towards the bedroom, bumping into him.
She even stepped on Alexander's shoe.
Elizabeth was startled and panicked. She asked, "You... didn't you go back to your own room? Doesn't your room have all the facilities? Why did you come out?"
She was most afraid of encountering Alexander.
In the past, to avoid meeting him, she would just quickly wipe her body.
But this time, after being kidnapped and not being able to bath for several days, she was really smelly and had to wash herself thoroughly in the bathroom.
Unexpectedly, she ran into Alexander again.
Elizabeth was so flustered that she completely forgot that the towel wrapped around her body had slipped off, and Alexander was coldly scrutinizing her.
The first thing Alexander noticed were the several glaring bruises and marks on her delicate arms.
Elizabeth's chest, back, and legs were covered with rope marks, which, on her tender skin, suddenly aroused a primal sexual desire in Alexander.
At the same time, Elizabeth realized her towel had fallen off. She covered her chest with her hands and screamed.
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