The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter

Andrew's eyes continued to stick to Alveena's retreating back until she was no longer in his line of sight. He just rooted in his spot, subconsciously clenching her purse tightly in his hand. He heard Brandon calling Alveena his wife.

'Did she agree with marrying him? Did she agree to the arranged marriage set by her parents?' These questions started bugging Andrew.

He couldn't understand why he felt a pang of pain just thinking about Alveena getting married to someone. He was not supposed to feel this way.

'I should be happy for her. But why? Why do I feel like my heart is against this? I don't have the right to feel jealous of Brandon.  Am I mad? Am I upset? I don't know what to feel anymore!'

Andrew marched back to his room, with his ugly expression. He slumped his body back to the bed, shutting his eyes close.

Brandon's and Alveena's entangled hands kept on replaying in his mind. He hated it! He wanted to erase it in his memory but he couldn't.

He kept on asking himself if Alveena already accepted the arranged marriage with Brandon.

'But why do I care? It is her life. It is up to her whether she will accept him or not? But why do I feel bothered? Why?' Andrew tugged his hair tightly.

'For goodness' sake Andrew! Clear your mind! Alveena is not your girl. You are already committed to Hannah. And you are also planning to marry her soon,' Andrew scolded himself.

Andrew was still lost in his thoughts when he heard a knocking sound outside his door. He lazily dragged himself to get up from the bed and opened the door.

Upon opening the door, he saw his finance coordinator who was wearing his beach attire.

"Director Davis, why are you sulking in your room? Come with us to the beach. Let's enjoy our free time. Tomorrow we will become busy with the conference. We don't have leisure time to appreciate the beauty of this resort."

Andrew fell silent for a moment, contemplating whether he would join them or not. His colleague was inviting him.

"Okay. I will join you. I will just change my clothes," Andrew finally agreed.

He had two reasons why he decided to join them. First, he needed to divert his attention. If he would remain inside his room, he would just keep on thinking about Alveena and Brandon.

Second, he was curious to know what Alveena and Brandon were doing right now. He bet they were also roaming around the beachfront. Part of him wanted to see Alveena.

When he returned inside, he opened his luggage and searched for his beach clothes. He saw Brandon wearing beach clothes so he decided to wear one. Fortunately, he also brought some beach clothes as his colleagues advised him to do so.

Andrew chose to wear an open white long sleeves linen shirt matched with blue linen shorts and brown deck shoes. Of course, black sunglasses completed the whole picture.

Andrew looked like a hunk supermodel with his beach attire. He could easily make any woman pause on her track just to stare at him. His hot physique could be seen through his open shirt.

Upon arriving at the beachfront, Andrew peered at his surroundings, searching for someone. Most of the people there were participants of the conference.

The resort was not accepting any other guests for the whole week. It was exclusive only to the delegates of the conference.

He wondered where Brandon brought Alveena. He mentioned that they would watch the sunset. Only two hours left before sunset.

Andrew continued to roam around the beachfront together with his colleagues, hoping that he would find Alveena and Brandon.

Meanwhile, the two people whom Andrew was looking for were now sitting on the sand, facing the sea.

"Alvee, do you love surfing?"

"Yes," she simply said. She was there with Brandon but her mind was wandering, just thinking about Andrew. She wondered what he was doing now.

"See, we have lots of things in common. Why do you hate me so much?" Brandon directly asked her.

Brandon's question brought Alveena's attention back to him. Alveena took a deep sigh before giving him an answer.

"Brandon, I don't hate you. It's just that I don't like you either."

He nodded his head as he understood her. "Well, it's just natural because you don't know me yet. Why don't you give it a try? Give yourself a chance to get to know me better."

Alveena didn't respond to him. She just had complex expressions on her face.

"Alvee… do you really have a boyfriend? The guy I met abroad, have you introduced him to your parents? Did your parents approve of your relationship with him?" Brandon asked her curiously.

He wondered if Alveena had a boyfriend. If she did then why her parents agreed on setting up her marriage with the Cullens Family.

Alveena was saddened as she was reminded of Andrew. Even if she loved him, she couldn't have him. She couldn't introduce him to her parents because Andrew was not her boyfriend.

"I love him but… we could never be together," Alveena informed Brandon. Sharing this with Brandon made her feel a little better.

Brandon was taken aback when he heard that. He couldn't rejoice because Alveena's voice was tinged with loneliness and sadness. For some unknown reason, he didn't want to see her sad.

Meanwhile, Alveena was expecting Brandon to laugh or mock her but he never did. Instead, he said something that surprised Alveena.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I know it must have been hard on you. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I am just here for you."

Alveena was at a loss for words. Brandon was too serious when he said those words. This time he was not teasing her.

Brandon stood up, extending his right hand to her. "Let's go for a swim. Maybe the waves could help wash away your pain and sadness."

Alveena hesitated for a moment. She just looked at Brandon's hand for several seconds. When she finally decided to take his hand, someone called her name from behind.

"Alveena!"