<h4>Chapter 202 - MCIW [11] IT''S COMPLICATED</h4>


    Lucas Nichs''s trail of thoughts faded into thin air when the magnificent Alexander Mansion slowly came to view. The colossal iron gates rattled and swung open, allowing the car to pass inside before closing again.


    Alexandria was still asleep, her head still leaning on his shoulders. He sighed and gently eased her head and slowly shook her shoulders.


    "Wake up." He said.


    Roused from a peaceful slumber, her eyes finally opened. A hazy pair of soft amber eyes stared back at him. For a moment he was shocked by the sudden unexinable


    feeling hitting his chest.


    He pushed the feeling as fast as it arrived. Furious that he even felt that way, a frown instantly scrunched his eyebrows. "We arrived." He said the words more harshly than he ever intended.


    Alexandria must have noticed his darkening expression that she stiffened then stood upright. Thest remnant of sleep fled from her system.


    Herrge amber eyes stared back at him intently before it lowered on herp where her fingers were sped. "I-I''m so-sorry. I was tired and fell fast asleep." She stuttered, her eyes avoiding looking at him.


    He said nothing.


    The car skidded to a stop in front of the mansion he now owned. It was one of the inheritance he instantly received after his father''s untimely death almost five years ago.


    Lucas gathered his wandering thoughts and pushed the door open. He got out of the car. He felt Alexandria moved and followed behind him but she didn''t get out of the car because of her heel injury.


    With a resigned sigh, he went back to her, and lifted her up from the car. She wasn''t expecting him to do it because a gasp of surprise tore from her lips.


    Embarrassed, she turned her face away from him so he wouldn''t see her expression.


    She was surprisingly light in his arms and he carried her with ease until he reached her room and lowered her to the canopied bed.


    He quickly retreated out of her bedroom without even a backward nce. He traversed the long dark way leading to his office. Once he was inside, he slumped into the long, Victorian sofa.


    It wasn''t long when he heard the door swing open. He did not need to turn his head to discover who it was. He knew it was his mother.


    Elena rarely leaves her room. She became reclusive after her husband''s unexpected death almost five years ago. His father, the was a healthy and fit man at the prime age of fifty-five that is why it shook their normal life when he found him dead on his bed.


    "Lucas?" His mother called him. Obligated, he raised his head to her. He waited until she reached his side and sat beside him on the sofa.


    "Did you tell her about the divorce?" She asked.


    "There was no time." He replied as he sucked in a deep exasperated breath.


    "Knowing Alexandria, she would undoubtedly make a scene if she knew about your ns."


    "That''s putting it mildly, if Alexandria knew about my ns of divorcing her, she would raise hell and wreak havoc on my life again."


    He heard as his mother expelled a sigh. "How about Scarlet? Do you have ns to marry her once you get divorce?"


    Lucas was so shocked that he immediately straightened on the sofa. He had no idea his mother knew about histest fling.


    "I didn''t know you knew about her." He told her. A frown scrunching his forehead.


    "I''m not blind Lucas… I''m not deaf either. There''s no member of the social circles unwilling to gossip about yourtest escapades."


    Just what he thought, he told himself inwardly. This time it was he who expelled a sigh.


    "I''m not in the mood to discuss my rtionship with you mother." He vacated the sofa and reached for the whiskey decanter and poured his ss.


    How he wished her mother would just leave. He drank the contents of the ss in his mouth. The warm liquid slithering his throat eased his stress a bit.


    Finally as if the heavens heard his prayers, his mother vacated the sofa. But before she even went to the door, she turned towards him to voice out her concerns. "It was Alexandria who cheated first, Lucas. Those years she yed you for a fool you still remained faithful to her. I won''t judge you now if you found someone and fell in love with her. I would turn a blind eye to your romantic affairs but make sure you do not choose a woman with the same colors as Alexandria again."


    After saying what she had to say, she walked to the door in silence and closed it behind her.


    He poured himself another ss of whiskey and slumped back on the sofa. His thoughts drifted to the topic of their conversation, Alexandria.


    Sooner orter he would have to tell her that he wanted divorce and he shall have one whether she liked it or not.


    He would use power and money to gain custody of their son. He will die first before he would even allow Alexandria to take Niall with her. She''s a woman undeserving to be a mother, he would only put his son''s life in peril if she takes him with her.


    The soft knock on the door woke him up from his deep thoughts. Before he could respond , Thompson, got inside the room in a hurry.


    The panic-stricken face of the Security Head sh his right hand didn''t escape his prying eyes.


    "Wee home, Sir," Thompson greeted him.


    "What is Thompson?" He asked in a calm manner. Ignoring his palpable restlessness.


    "Err, you have a visitor."


    "I''m not in the mood to entertain a visitor, Thompson." He said tightly. Lips pressed in a thin line. "Whoever that is, send him home."


    "It was a she, Mr. Alexander. Scarlet er—your lover was on the door."


    Lucas rose abruptly, mming the ss he was holding on the nearby table. "Holy Shit!" He mumbled onest time before marching to the door.. Leaving his startled right hand behind him.