Alexander's POV
Rainie's wrist was wrapped in gauze for a long time, and her skin developed eczema.
I looked at her scratching herself to a bright red and coldly snorted while applying a pale green ointment, scolding her for bringing this upon herself.
I didn't let her go back to work, using the excuse of her weakened health to restrict her from going outside.
She spent her days idly, often sitting by the window, staring out all day long. I didn't return to the apartment every day, sometimes staying out late for business meetings, coming back reeking of alcohol and the scent of makeup.
She knew I was accompanying clients, but perhaps she secretly hoped there would be a beautiful woman at these events who could capture my attention and get her out of the picture quickly.
I watched as
