My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 128
Chapter 128: Hidden Intensions
"There’s no need to supervise you."
Alicia said as she lifted her eyes to meet his.
"Just answer me this."
"If Lilian calls again next time, saying she’s unwell or in trouble... what will you do?"
Alexander answered without hesitation.
"I won’t go."
Then, after a brief pause, he added,
"If it becomes absolutely necessary, I’ll bring you with me."
Alicia looked at him quietly.
"I hope you keep your word."
She knew Lilian would never give up so easily.
The real test had not happened yet.
It would come the next time Lilian reached for him—and whether Alexander would still stand by what he said tonight.
As for Alicia... she no longer expected much.
All she wanted now was for her grandmother’s remaining days to be peaceful and happy.
Alexander knew nothing of her thoughts.
He mistook her calmness for forgiveness and let out a breath of relief.
His eyes softened as he pulled her gently into his arms.
"Thank you, Alicia."
His hands rested at her waist while his chin brushed lightly against her temple, drawing her close against his chest.
Alicia said nothing.
She only placed a hand against his shoulder and pushed lightly.
Alexander immediately sensed the quiet resistance and loosened his hold.
"Let’s go home," he said softly.
"Mm."
She gave a faint nod.
Alicia’s POV
Alexander held my hand and guided me toward the car.
I didn’t resist.
He opened the passenger-side door for me, and I stepped in without a word. He closed it gently, then walked around to the driver’s seat and started the engine.
The drive home was quiet—comfortably so, on the surface.
No arguments. No sharp words. No visible tension.
Just silence that could easily be mistaken for peace.
I kept my gaze fixed on the passing streets outside the window, my expression calm and unreadable.
From time to time, I could feel Alexander’s eyes on me.
He wasn’t staring openly, but I could sense it—the brief, cautious glances he stole when he thought I wouldn’t notice.
I didn’t turn to meet them.
Instead, I continued looking outside, as though I was simply lost in thought.
I let Alexander believe what he was seeing on the surface.
Because sometimes, it was easier to let people believe what gave them comfort.
Even if it wasn’t the truth.
Before long, the car slowed and came to a stop at the estate.
Alexanders POV
Alicia and I stepped out of the car and walked into the house side by side.
Our footsteps moved in perfect rhythm.
Yet neither of us spoke.
The silence between us was not cold, but cautious—like two people standing on fragile ice, aware that one wrong move could crack everything beneath them.
Maria was clearly surprised to see us return together.
She had witnessed enough over the past few months to understand how strained things had become between us.
Although Alicia and I were not openly affectionate, something in the air tonight was different.
Softer.
Warmer.
Hopeful.
"Sir, you’re back," Maria said, glancing between the two of us before adding, "Miss Alicia’s secretary came by earlier and dropped off a suitcase."
Alicia nodded. "Alright. I’ll go upstairs and unpack."
Then she hurried toward the staircase, her steps unusually quick and light.
I stood there for a second, watching her retreating figure.
Then I followed.
In the master bedroom, Alicia had already opened the suitcase and was sorting through clothes and personal items with practiced efficiency.
She moved quickly, hands busy, like a small whirlwind spinning through the room.
I watched her for a moment before sitting on the sofa.
Then I reached out and caught her wrist.
"You can finish later," I said.
She glanced at me, but instead of sitting down, she continued folding clothes while casually speaking about matters from her business trip.
Important inquiries.
Pending contracts.
Decisions that needed approval.
I listened quietly.
When she finished, I nodded.
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