I follow behind Alex to a more private area. My hands were fidgety and I tried my best to calm myself.
"Are you okay?" Alex turned to me and asked.
"I'm fine, thank you."
"Are you sure?"
I furrowed my brows at him. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"You don't look fine," Alex seemed worried.
"How do you mean?"
"Ana, you look like you've lost at least fifteen pounds and you were skinny enough before."
I pinched the palm of my hand to lessen my nerves. "Oh well my modeling agency has been pushing me to lose a few pounds here and there," I lied. I couldn't tell him that my appetite has been obsolete.
"You look tired."
"Wow thank you so much. Every girl loves hearing that."
He gave me a sad smile. "But you still look beautiful as usual."
I was taken back by what he said. I wanted to cry. I wanted him to hug me. I simply just wanted him. But that wasn't going to be reality. "Alex, what did you pull me in here for?"
"I'm getting married," Alex sighed.
"I know," I couldn't seem to look at him in the eyes.
"Jackson?"
I nodded. "Yep."
"I'm sorry."
I gathered all my pride and courage and locked eyes with him. "Alex you have nothing to be sorry about. I'm happy for you, I truly am. I hope Ainsley will make you happy until the end of time. You deserve it." And with that I left and went to the bathroom. I was shaking by the time I got in there.
I looked at myself in the mirror. He was right. I did look tired. My eyes were sunken in and dark circles were present. I sighed heavily and tried to regain control of my emotions. Why is the heart so stubborn? I didn't want to love him.
"You don't love him," I pointed at myself in the mirror. "You're good. Everything is fine. You have moved on with life." I gave myself a nice big smile in the mirror to reassure myself.
I pulled the door open and walked out with my head up. My feet guided me safely back to my table.
"What did he say to you Ana?" Jackson perked as soon as I sat down.
"Not much," I shrugged.
"What do you mean not much? Spill," Cara added.
"Guys, really nothing happened. We just talked business."
"How do you know him Ana?" Jackson questioned.
I took a sip of water and saw that he was very curious. "Just know him from business."
"What kind of business?"
"He was my fiancé," I stated.
I watched as Jackson's eyes grow wide and his mouth gape.
Cara gently slapped his arm. "Close your mouth before a moth flies into it."
"You were Alexander Bentley's?" The shocked Jackson asked.
I shrugged. "I guess so."
"How?"
"What? You don't think I'm good enough for him?" I joked.
"No no no, that's not what I meant," Jackson defended himself. " I'm just shocked you could put up with him."
I shrugged. "He's not so bad."
"To you," Cara interjected.
She's not wrong. I got to see a side of him that I loved. "None of that matters anymore."
"Of course it matters!"
I give Jackson a strange look. "Why would it matter Jackson?"
"He still cares about you."
"So?"
"And you still care about him."
"Your point being?"
"You could ask him to do anything and he would."
"You're crazy."
"He's got a point. He's still wrapped around your finger," Cara chirped.
I shook my head. "You two are insane. He's got a wife and a child. He's moved on."
Cara shakes her finger at me. "Correction. He doesn't have a wife yet."
I roll my eyes. "Basically married."
"You just let him go?" Jackson questioned.
I crossed my arms over my chest. "It was his choice and that's what he wanted. Sometimes you have to let go."
"How does he even know that's his child?" Cara scoffed.
"I don't know. Maybe he got a DNA test done."
"Of course he did. Alexander Bentley isn't going to just believe a few words," Jackson stated.
I crossed my arms and sighed. "That's very true."
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, the charity auction will start in ten minutes. Please head over to the tables and look at any items that may interest you," a man on stage announced to everyone.
"Oooo you wanna go look at rich people things?" Cara smiled.
I laugh. "Sure, but we probably couldn't afford any of it."
Cara shook her head. "You never know. You might splurge on something that catches your eye."
We head over to the tables and as expected everything looked like it cost more than my whole entire life. Everything was either cased inside glass or enclosed in some kind of space. Cara turned out to be right. Something did catch my eye. A Cartier love bangle. Rose gold with diamonds. I looked at the price and I sighed. The price would start off at $14,000. That's crazy money right there.
"You like that bracelet?" Cara asked.
"Don't you?"
She chuckled. "Of course I like it. Who wouldn't?"
"Maybe you can get Jackson to buy it for you," I raised a brow at her.
"Ha! Who does he look like? Alex Bentley rich?"
I rolled my eyes. "Anyways, I'm gonna go use the restroom. Come with?"
Cara nodded. "Yeah sure."
We pushed through the white door and that revealed the very elegant bathroom. As I put a cover on the seat, I heard a woman come in whispering not the phone. I peaked under the door to find a pair of navy stilettos.
"He believed me Lily. Everything went smoothly as planned. Although it did cost me a bit of cash," the woman said.
It was Ainsley's voice. How could I forget such an annoying voice. My phone buzzed and Cara had texted me.
Cara: Are you hearing what I'm hearing?
Me: Yes.
Cara: This lady sounds like she's doing some shady shit
Me: Don't leave until she's gone
Cara: Kk
I didn't want to say it was Ainsley because I wasn't 100% sure. I waiting for her to say something else. There was a long silence like the person on the other end had a lot to say.
"He won't find out. I'll make sure of it. He won't ever leave me now that he thinks we have a son together."
I couldn't believe my ears. Okay now I'm 100% sure. It was Ainsley. What kind of human being would do something like that. She must be bat shit crazy. So Kai isn't Alex's son. But Alex is now planning to marry Ainsley.
"Yeah yeah whatever. I'll talk to you later," Ainsley said and I heard her heels click away.
I heard the sound of the door swing open and close. I stepped out of my stall and walked to the sink and leaned against it. "What??" I whispered to myself. Car stepped out wide eyed.
"What the hell?" She questioned.
I stared at myself in the mirror. "That's my question exactly."