One Night Surprise

Chapter 240 Am I Interrupting?

Something seemed to click into place in Alexander’s mind at the last moment and he restrained himself before he could hurt her any further.

With that in mind, Courtney calmed down and she began to think about their continuous friction. She then realized that there was an immense need for the both of them to talk things out before they could start the healing process.

After all, there was no rule that required break-ups to be ugly.

“The only reason why I agreed to meet Tobias in the first place was because I wanted to see what he was up to. Even if you hadn’t shown up, I wouldn’t have just waltzed into his room without a second thought. It wouldn’t make sense for him to come after me for something so trivial; someone must have misled him on purpose, which is why he went to such lengths to ruin my partnership with Sakura Group.”

Thinking that her explanation was clear enough, she turned to carefully appraise Alexander, but saw that he was frowning. She could not tell whether he heard anything she said.

Nonetheless, she continued speaking, “So, you could have just told me that you followed me to the hotel because you were worried about my safety. It would have been easy enough for me to thank you for it. There’s no need for us to fight like this.” She paused before she added. “Break-ups don’t have to be ugly, you know. We can still be friends the next time we meet.”

“That’s enough,” Alexander barked coldly as impatience tainted his tone. “Seeing that you have so much to say, does this mean that you’re not leaving?”

Courtney’s brows furrowed. “I’m just saying that we haven’t been able to talk things out after the last time. We haven’t been communicating like two calm and proper adults.”

She felt her heart wrench when she said ‘the last time’. The memory was something too painful for her to revisit, as though she had not quite mastered the courage to peel the band-aid off a serious wound.

Upon hearing her words, his expression shifted and his eyebrows slightly twitched before he resumed his grim façade.

“I admit I have kept things from you in the past, but that was because I didn’t feel the need to disclose my marriage to Elijah, seeing that no real emotion was ever involved in the first place. I brought Tina over to the States without a green card, which would make me a smuggler. I would have to hide from the Census Bureau all the time because that makes me an illegal immigrant,” she further elaborated, imploring for him to understand the dilemma that plagued her at that time.

seemed less than inclined to sympathize with her. “Are you saying that you would have married any man just to get a

green card,” Courtney denied before she elaborated. “Elijah does not believe in marriage and he’s a chronic workaholic. He lacked money and I needed citizenship. I didn’t think there was anything wrong if we married for convenience. Plus, there was no stipulation that we must live together after marriage. Tina and I barely see him other than

perceptive; she knew exactly what set Alexander off and it was not hard to

in his shoes. As far as he was concerned, he had every right to be angered about it because she

demanding, she would have told him the truth

unreadable expression and he clenched his fist as he tried to overcome the shock that washed over him. “Was it really just a marriage of convenience?” he asked to

nodded solemnly

and things could have gotten out of hand because they had refused to compromise with each other, but if the incident was anything to go by, she could

if he was trying to process the sudden

be a defeated look in his eyes. He slowly bent over and raked his fingers through his hair. His fingertips poked out from beneath his

that, Courtney was confused as she remarked, “I’m sure Gale knows about this because I was

he tried to suppress the

sound as though they were a curse and she felt a chill run down her spine at the tone of his

she had landed Gale into

cleared up, Alexander regained his composure and he seemed to be in better spirits. The both of them sat next to each other on the surgical bed as they engaged in a pleasant conversation; it was something

tonight and kept it brief. “I overheard him giving you the address to the White Moon Hotel during the party. I asked Josh to stop the car when I saw you on Bar Street and I followed you all the way to the hotel. I told myself that I wouldn’t barge in if you came out

happened to me when I didn’t come

“Yes,” he replied.

on the fourth floor. I went around the entire floor looking for the room, but I couldn’t find it. I didn’t think that the White Moon Hotel would be so twisted as to name the largest suite on the top floor as Room 419—I mean,