SYDNEY'S POV
I kept struggling, pulling at my hands and cussing out as Alexander dragged me to the hallway, right beside the male section restroom. I stumbled after him, unable to keep up with his pace in my heels.
Even in my wildest dreams, I wouldn’t have thought I might run into him here. I mean, in our three years of unfortunate mating bond, I could count the number of times on the fingers of one hand I had seen him elsewhere apart from the house. I had assumed he was always at work, but recently, I concluded that he was either at work or in some fancy hotel f*****g my sister.
" Alexander, what is wrong with you?" I hit his fingers wrapped around my wrist with my free hand, "Let go of my hand."
He didn’t say anything, he just stormed ahead, his back rigid.
Ever since I proposed t
