Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire
Chapter 172: The Right Person

Chapter 172: The Right Person

At Lancaster Group Building

The news regarding the chaos at the party was successfully contained by Alexander’s team. He had made it clear that he didn’t want Rain’s name dragged into the situation and was determined to handle the matter without any media involvement.

"Make sure no articles surface about last night, and ensure my wife’s name isn’t mentioned or scandalized," Alexander firmly reminded Tyron, who nodded, though his eyes lingered on Alexander’s appearance.

"But do you really have to walk around with your shirt like that? How about we button it up and put your tie back on?" Tyron remarked, his eyebrows raised.

Alexander smirked and shrugged casually. "But my wife adores it. She says I look roguishly handsome like this."

Tyron’s jaw dropped as he muttered under his breath, "Seriously, Boss? What’s gotten into you? Feels like you’ve got a whole new soul inside you these days."

Alexander shrugged his shoulders, letting out a long sigh. "I don’t recognize myself either, Tyron. I guess you’re right. This is me being love-sick."

Tyron’s eyes widened in surprise, blinking rapidly as he tried to process what he just heard. "You finally figured it out! Congratulations, Boss! Have you told Mrs. Lancaster how you feel yet?"

Alexander chuckled, something he rarely did, but lately, it came more easily, especially when Rain was involved. "Not yet," he admitted, the smile lingering on his face. "But I’m getting there."

Tyron grinned. "About time. You’re practically glowing, Boss!"

Usually, a remark like that from Tyron would earn a frown, but this time, Alexander just smiled. The warmth growing inside him felt like a breath of fresh air, a welcome relief from the weight of his father’s illness that had been pressing on his heart.

Alexander’s gaze shifted to his computer screen, scanning through his emails. "Any updates on the emails we sent to the research facilities? What about the hospitals? Did I miss any replies?" he asked, eyes focused as he continued scrolling.

He had personally sent out requests to medical research centers across the globe, looking for anything that could help with his father’s condition. Dr. Lambert had been straightforward—there was no cure for the rare cancer his father had. However, he promised to do his best to prolong Rock’s life. But for Alexander, that wasn’t enough. He refused to give up, believing there had to be something out there.

With today’s advancements in science and technology, Alexander was convinced a cure existed—he just needed to find it, no matter where it was.

"So, Boss... just out of curiosity," Tyron began, placing a stack of documents on Alexander’s desk that needed signing. "Did you come to the realization that you’re in love with Mrs. Lancaster after seeing Miss Carla?"

Alexander had anticipated that question from Tyron, knowing how his mind worked. "Yes," he replied simply, not looking up.

Tyron leaned forward slightly, grinning. "Care to elaborate a bit more?"

Alexander raised an eyebrow and gave him a stern look. "Stop distracting me and get back to work. We’ve got a lot on our plates, and I want everything wrapped up to surprise my wife."

Tyron’s hopeful grin faded, and his shoulders slumped. "Got it, Boss. I’ll go check with Attorney Eric for an update on Miss Melanie’s case..." He trailed off as he turned to leave, clearly disappointed but not willing to push further.

Right after Tyron left his office, Alexander leaned back in his chair and let out a heavy sigh, but soon a smile crept onto his lips. Seeing Carla had indeed made him realize something—he was already falling for Rain. The moment Carla was in front of him, hugging him, all he could think about was Rain.

He’d felt an urgent need to leave, almost pushing Carla away as he hurried to catch his flight, desperate to be with Rain as soon as possible. But the real jolt came when he saw Rain’s message—the photos and the news article about Carla. In that instant, it felt like his world was crumbling. The fear that Rain would misunderstand the situation consumed him.

He had never been so nervous in his life, especially when he couldn’t reach her to explain himself. "It’s so unlike me," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "I lose my cool so easily because of her..." But strangely, it was something he found fascinating.

Alexander sighed again, then refocused on the mountain of work on his desk. A few minutes later, Eric strolled into his office and flopped onto the chair across from him.

"Damn, Xander..." Eric began, clearly frustrated. "Danny Smith is pulling every string he’s got to get Paul out of prison."

Alexander raised an eyebrow. "Are you telling me you can’t make sure he rots in jail, Eric? Should I get someone else to take the lead on this case?"

Eric scowled, clearly annoyed. "Hey, I didn’t say I can’t do it, alright?"

"You sounded like you were complaining just now as if you’re having a hard time," Alexander teased with a smirk, though his expression quickly darkened when Eric leaned forward, squinting at his neck.

"Damn it, Xander! Why are you flaunting your hickeys like that? That’s cheap!" Eric burst into laughter, clearly amused by the sight. Alexander, unfazed, simply continued signing the stack of checks and documents in front of him.

"Wow!" Eric exclaimed, still laughing. "Since when did you become this shameless?"

Alexander didn’t bother looking up. "Since I became a husband," he said flatly, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Ugh, look at you, even answering without a flinch or batting an eye," Eric grumbled dramatically, throwing his hands up. "Now I’m really wondering how I’ll turn out when I get married."

Alexander chuckled, shaking his head. "Don’t worry, Eric. When the right person comes along, you’ll be so caught up you won’t even care."

"So now you’re sure Rain is the right person?" Eric burst out, leaning forward with a teasing grin. "Does that mean the four-month contract is no longer valid? Should I toss it and burn it already?"

Alexander paused, his pen hovering over the paper before he leaned back in his chair. A small, thoughtful smile played on his lips. "Yeah," he said quietly, meeting Eric’s eyes. "You can burn it."

Eric’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Really? No take-backs?"

"No take-backs," Alexander confirmed, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I’ve made up my mind."

Eric chuckled, leaning back in his chair, arms crossed. "Man, I didn’t think I’d see the day. Rain really got to you, huh?"

Alexander’s smirk softened into something more genuine. "She did."

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