Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire
Chapter 115: Clayton Property

Chapter 115: Clayton Property

Rain quickly moved away, her cheeks flushed. "My pie. I need to check it." She hurried to the oven, struggling to calm her racing heartbeat. Alexander had a way of taking her breath away in moments like these.

"I’ll go up and get ready," he had said simply. Rain nodded at him with an awkward smile, realizing that if Chef Philip hadn’t interrupted, Alexander might have kissed her again. Then her forehead creased as she recalled his fierce and serious words. The intensity of his protectiveness left her feeling deeply cared for.

She shook her head abruptly, trying to dispel the lingering intensity of the moment. Her face was burning with embarrassment. She was just relieved that Alexander had retreated and gone away for now.

"I’m sorry... I think I intruded on the moment," Chef Philip remarked as he returned to the kitchen.

"It’s nothing," Rain said, waving it off. "Can you continue with this? I’ll just get ready." She gave him a grateful nod before heading upstairs.

Once inside, Rain found two servants organizing her belongings.

"Sir Alexander asked us to move all your things to his bedroom," one of the maids informed her. Rain nodded and quickly selected the clothes she intended to wear for the day, placing them on the bed and telling the maids she would use them.

’He’s acting so fast,’ she thought, puzzled by his direct involvement in instructing the maids. Rain tried to dismiss her own assumptions but was still left speechless by Alexander’s swift actions.

Breakfast proceeded as usual, filled with her father-in-law’s lively conversation. He seemed well-informed about the various situations, even involving Aunt Melanie.

Rain felt as though her life was entirely transparent to both him and Alexander by now. She saw this openness as a positive step toward avoiding misunderstandings in the future.

Moreover, she wanted to be real and genuine with them and was determined not to keep any secrets that could lead to confusion or misinterpretation.

"Also, I have good news for you, son," he suddenly told Alexander. Rain’s curiosity piqued, and she listened intently, eager to hear the news.

"William will arrive today," he said with a smile.

"I heard he’s coming back, and I’m glad it’s today. It’s about time he showed up and explained things," Alexander commented.

Her father-in-law turned to her and said, "You might not get all the details from your friend, but I’ll make sure my son William tells you everything, leaving nothing untold."

"Thank you, Father," Rain said with a curt nod.

"Also, you may punish that brat as you see fit. I won’t meddle at all. Do whatever you and Alexander decide," he added with a shrug, leaving Rain speechless.

Alexander shrugged and said, "I’ll definitely punish him and hold him accountable for his actions."

"How?" Rain asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Legal action," Alexander murmured, making Rain’s eyes widen. "No! Why would you take such extreme measures? After all, we’re family. You and Father’s names will be dragged into it too."

"But... you mentioned before that you’d take legal action," Alexander commented casually.

Rain’s face twitched as she confessed, "It was just a bluff. But anyway, punish him in other ways, like making him work hard, but not with legal action."

"Alright, I’ll let you decide on his punishment," Alexander agreed.

After breakfast, Alexander and Rain departed, with Alexander driving her car. She preferred it this way, wanting to keep his real identity from her family for now. It was a thirty-minute drive, and soon they were approaching the Clayton property.

It had been a while since Rain had been here—the place that had never truly felt like home to her.

She sighed deeply, chiding herself for dwelling on old bitterness. Her focus was on her Aunt Melanie, not on rekindling past memories associated with this residence.

As anticipated, her father, Sylvia, and Milan were present, seemingly keeping an eye on her. "They should be at work by now," she muttered as their car came to a stop.

She stepped out to see Dina’s amused smirk. "Ah, how thoughtful of you. You shouldn’t have bothered—"

"It’s for Aunt Melanie. But Lex brought something for the three of you," Rain said casually, acknowledging that Alexander had brought gifts.

Her father signaled the maid to take the paper bags from Alexander’s hands.

"We didn’t expect you to arrive this early," her father remarked as they headed inside.

"I’m hoping to spend the whole day with Aunt Melanie, knowing you wouldn’t allow her to go out with me," Rain replied coldly.

Sylvia chuckled and said, "Well, your father might reconsider if you were just a good daughter, Rain."

Rain bristled at Sylvia’s insincere voice and fake smile. "Where’s Aunt Melanie?" she asked, unable to tolerate their presence any longer.

"She’s upstairs in her bedroom, where else?" Dina scorned.

"I’ll go see her now. After all, time is ticking," Rain said, looking at Alexander, who gave her a knowing nod.

She quickly went upstairs, carrying the apple pie and cookies she had baked for Aunt Melanie. She wanted to have some private time with her aunt before introducing Alexander.

As she passed by her old room, she was tempted to see what had become of it. She hesitated but eventually opened the door and stepped inside. To her surprise, the room was just as she had left it. There was nothing particularly valuable or interesting, except for her books—and Dina had always hated books.

Rain picked up one of the books from the shelf and flipped through the pages. "That madwoman!" she muttered under her breath as she saw that some pages were torn and vandalized by her childish half-sister. "She’ll never change."

"With a sigh, she returned the book to its place. She had no intention of examining the rest of the room, knowing it would only infuriate her further. Her gaze fell on her closet. ’Ah, I shouldn’t open it...’

Curiosity got the better of her, and she opened the closet, only to gasp, "Seriously?"