Scarlett's POV
"Are you okay? He didn't do anything to you, right? Just say so and I'll beat him up for you!" she said angrily, rolling up her sleeves.
Before she could walk toward where Alexander had exited, I grabbed her wrist to hold her back. "It's fine now. He's already gone."
She huffed. "What did he say to you? He didn't gaslight you, right?! That scum is good at coaxing women!"
I chuckled and patted her head. "It's fine now. He didn't gaslight me or anything—he tried to say that he missed me and stuff, but I know what he actually missed is the Scarlett he could cage at his will, who would follow every word he said, and who would always say yes to anything he asked. Basically, what he missed is that naive and pitiful woman who longed for love and a home after watching her parent
