Elena POV
The drive home was silent and awkward. Alex and I entered the same car this time, with Nick acting as the chauffeur.
I occasionally noticed the awkward glances Nick stole through the rearview mirror, while Alex, on the other hand, was red with rage.
After he got a text earlier, his attitude suddenly changed, as if someone had flipped a switch.
The veins in his temples were popping out. In a way, this Alex scared me more than the cold one.
When we got home, he just strode into his study without saying anything, locking the door behind him.
Nick came up to me, his usual playful demeanour replaced by a serious expression. “What happened back at the office?” he asked, his voice low and filled with worry.
I shook my head, unsure of how to shift the situation. “ I don't know
