The moment my eyes landed on the label...
I froze.
Birth Control.
For a long moment...
I simply stared at the small container in my hand.
Then I remembered.
The day after we reconciled.
She’d told me she wanted to buy a few things.
Instead of going shopping, she’d gone into the plaza where the pharmacy was.
Back then...
I hadn’t thought much about it.
Now...
Everything suddenly made sense.
My fingers slowly tightened around the bottle before I carefully placed it back exactly where I’d found it.
Maybe...
She still didn’t trust me.
Or maybe...
She simply wasn’t ready.
Either way...
I couldn’t blame her.
I quietly closed the drawer before glancing toward the bathroom door, where the sound of running water still echoed softly.
Then I walked over to my side of the room, picked up a cigarette and my lighter, and stepped onto the balcony.
The cool morning breeze brushed against my face.
I lit the cigarette.
Taking a slow drag, I let the smoke disappear into the air.
A bitter smile tugged at my lips.
What exactly had I expected?
That just because she’d forgiven me...
That just because she’d agreed to give our marriage another chance...
She would immediately trust me again?
I lowered my eyes.
Maybe...
I’d simply expected too much...
Too soon....
"Alexander?"
I felt Alicia tug gently at my sleeve as she called out, her voice full of concern.
I immediately crushed the cigarette in the ashtray, knowing how much she disliked seeing me smoke, before turning to face her.
She was already dressed.
"Are you alright?" she asked, studying my face carefully.
"I am." I gave her a faint smile. "Done already?"
She nodded.
"Yes."
Her gaze drifted back into the room before returning to me.
"Did you arrange my supplements back into the drawer?"
"I did."
I watched her expression for a moment.
"Did something happen?"
"No."
She answered almost immediately.
I hesitated before asking,
"...Are those pills safe for you?"
Her brows furrowed.
After a brief pause, she walked closer.
"You saw my birth control pills... didn’t you?" she asked quietly.
When I remained silent, she let out a small breath.
"I..."
"You don’t have to explain, Alicia."
I gently cut her off.
"I understand if you still don’t trust me."
She blinked at me.
"What?"
"What are you even thinking?"
A small laugh escaped her.
"Of course I trust you."
She looked genuinely confused.
"But what does this have to do with trust?"
"You do trust me?"
I searched her face.
"Then why were you taking those pills in secret?"
She studied me for a long moment before answering.
"Well..."
"I’m not on an implant, so it was simply the easiest option for me."
I frowned slightly.
For a second, I thought she was trying to reassure me that she didn’t want to get pregnant.
Then...
It finally dawned on me.
I looked at her thoughtfully.
"...You’re scared that I might not want another child."
She lowered her head without answering.
A helpless chuckle escaped me.
How ironic.
I’d spent the entire morning thinking she still didn’t trust me...
While she had been worried I’d reject another baby.
"Alicia..."
I gently lifted her chin.
"Why would you even think something like that?"
She hesitated.
"Well..."
"When I got pregnant the first time..."
The words slipped out before she stopped herself.
She closed her eyes briefly.
My chest tightened.
Even after everything...
She still carried the fear I had created.
"I thought we agreed to move on from the past."
My voice softened.
"You don’t have to hide things like this from me anymore."
"And you definitely don’t have to carry those fears by yourself."
She slowly rested her head against my chest.
"Aimy is the reason our family is complete now."
A small smile appeared on her lips.
"And... I would be the happiest person to have another one."
She looked up at me.
"You don’t have a problem with that?"
I smiled without hesitation.
"Of course not."
"As long as you’re okay with it too."
Relief slowly replaced the uncertainty in her eyes.
"I’m sorry."
"I made you feel that way."
"I should’ve talked to you about it sooner." I said feeling guilty.
"You didn’t do anything."
She shook her head gently.
"Honestly..."
"Half the reason I bought those pills was because I’m still not ready."
She smiled sheepishly.
"And I wasn’t sure if you’d misunderstand me."
"Isn’t this too much?"
"I’m not even her biological granddaughter."
"Yet she left me so much."
I studied her quietly before answering.
"Nana wouldn’t be happy hearing you say that."
She bit her lip but didn’t argue.
"I know..."
"But that’s the truth."
"Isn’t that one of the reasons Aunt Angela hated me even more?"
"And why should that matter?"
I asked calmly.
"It doesn’t matter what Aunt Angela—or anyone else—thinks."
"Nana didn’t leave you these shares so anyone can make you feel bad."
I held her gaze.
"She left them because she believed you deserved them."
"Because she believed you would protect everything she spent her life building."
"You’ve devoted yourself to Blackwood Dominion."
"I watched you spend two years transforming Éclat Beauty."
"So did Nana."
"She trusted your ability."
"That’s why she made this decision."
I leaned forward slightly.
"I’m not forcing you."
"But if you won’t do it for yourself..."
"Then do it for the woman who loved you as her own granddaughter."
Tears slowly gathered in Alicia’s eyes.
Without saying anything, I picked up the pen and placed it gently in front of her.
"What do you truly want to do?"
She looked at me.
Then at the document.
Then at the space waiting for her signature.
For a long moment...
She simply stared at it.
Finally, she took a slow breath.
Tightening her grip on the pen, she signed her name.
The moment she finished, she quietly set the pen down.
"When should I resume work?" she asked.
A smile found its way onto my lips.
"Whenever you’re ready."
She thought for a moment.
"I still have a few things to settle in Rosewood Town."
She smiled sheepishly.
"And... there are also a few important things I need to collect from the mansion."
"You want to go back to Rosewood Town?"
She nodded.
"Alright."
"I’ll have the private jet prepared."
"It’ll save you time, and you can return sooner."
Her eyes lit up instantly.
"Thank you."
She stood up with a bright smile.
I walked around the desk until I was standing in front of her.
Then I leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek.
"Anything for you."
Her cheeks immediately turned pink.
She lowered her eyes shyly, and I couldn’t help smiling.
Somehow...
Seeing her react to my little gestures made me feel very happy, because I want her to feel the effects she has on me too.

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