Chapter 114 One Hundred And Fifteen

• ALEXANDER POV
• I was jealous of my father—I realized it as I stared at him. It was a ridiculous thing to admit, but the truth had been festering in my heart all along. From the moment I saw him and Isabella together, the jealousy had pierced me so deeply that I’d seduced her in a bathroom just to prove I still had control over her. That was a foolish, impulsive thing to do, and even now, I wished I had never met her.
• Maybe if I hadn’t met her, I wouldn’t have these feelings gnawing at me. I wouldn’t be walking into my father’s branch office, knowing he’d be there, trying to “talk things out” just because she’d insisted. I was tired of Isabella constantly bringing Edward up every chance she got, as if her entire world revolved around him. It felt like she was using me, pushing some hidden agenda to please him. I didn’t understand it, and I was utterly sick of it.