Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 934

It was inconvenient for them to stay in a hotel all the time, so Alexander decided to splurge on a house in the city.

He brought Elise over to take a look at the place after the cleaners had tidied the place a little. The house was

rather old, and its design seemed unique to its previous owner. Furthermore, it was located right in the middle of

the city, which made Elise worry about the price of the place. "It probably costs a lot to buy an antique house

located in a place like this, right?"

"As long as you enjoy your stay, my love." Alexander's words were sweeter than honey. Elise didn't respond to his

words and simply walked around to check out the rest of the house. "Other than the utilities, most of the other

furnishings are kept the way they were before," Alexander explained as he trailed along behind Elise. He recalled

how Elise appreciated old and vintage items—he knew that she liked things that had a story behind them.

Cittadel wasn't a place with much history, so Alexander figured that he could fulfill Elise's wishes now that they were

in Wegas. Elise finally cracked a smile after she found a functioning phonograph that had been preserved

throughout the years. She turned around and hooked her arms around Alexander's neck before she got on her

tiptoes to give him a peck on the lips. "I love it. Thanks, darling." It was rare for Elise to take initiative. Alexander felt

his heart fluttering and his body burning up in response to her actions.

"It's been a long day. Why don't we take a shower?" Alexander suggested out of nowhere. "That's a good idea."

Elise loosened her arms around him before she skipped around in circles. "We should have a celebration tonight

since it's our first night in the new house," she uttered. Alexander strode over and swept her off her feet before

heading up the stairs. "What I meant was for us to shower together," he uttered with an expressionless look on his

face.

Elise blushed the moment she realized what he was saying. "Did you please me with all these things just because

you wanted to do this?" Her face was burning.

"I'm not that shallow of a person, Elise." The look on Alexander's face was as calm as ever. "You're happy, and the

mood is right. You should think about my happiness too, right? Stop being so selfish."

"Me, selfish?" Elise bit onto his neck as revenge. Alexander hissed in pain, and he halted his footsteps as he was

afraid that he would accidentally bump into something and hurt Elise by accident. Since Elise had released her

frustration, she stopped biting him and stared at him with a smug look on her face. It was almost as if she was a

child who had just successfully pranked him. "Are you afraid now? Hmph!" she uttered in a haughty tone.

Alexander couldn't help but laugh. Soon enough, Elise found herself in a completely vulnerable position. She had

given up—she knew that there was no escape for her right then. The man's promises meant nothing when it came

to their activities in bed. Elise was so exhausted that she slept through the evening after they were done. She was

awakened by a knock on the door.

She was drowsy and dazed, and she thought that the knock was just her imagination until a louder sound followed

the initial knock. Bang, Bang!

She was so shocked that she leaped out of bed immediately. "Darling?" She called for Alexander without opening

her eyes, but no one responded to her calls. Only then did she realize that he might have headed out to pick up the

kids.

Bang! Bang! "Open the door!" The person downstairs shouted while banging on the door. Elise frowned when she

realized how this seemed like what a drunken person would do. She tidied the bed a little before she headed

downstairs, mentally prepared for whatever was waiting at the door. When she finally opened the door, she found

Jamie in a long, pastel yellow dress and a bottle of liquor in one hand. He looked as if he had just cried for hours.

What a mess, Elise thought. Jamie was an utter mess—everything from the tattered dress to the smudged makeup

on his face made it seem as if he was dressed for a Halloween event. "Who are you?" Elise crossed her hands in

front of her chest without intending to invite him into the house. She wasn't pleased since the man had disrupted

her beauty sleep.

Jamie let out a hiccup before he started sobbing. "It's me, Boss. I'm heartbroken…" Upon finishing his sentence,

Jamie collapsed onto the ground beside Elise's feet before he hugged her leg and continued to wail. "I'm so sad. I

never knew how much love could hurt."

Alexander happened to catch this very scene just as he was about to bring the kids into the house. "What's going

on?" Alexander raised an eyebrow. He clearly wasn't too happy with the situation. Elise spread her hands open with

a helpless look on her face. "Would you believe me if I said this guy is just a scammer?"

"It's Godfather!" Alexia recognized Jamie's face, and she let out a heartless giggle at the sight of him. In Alexia's

eyes, Jamie was throwing a Halloween celebration for her—she had no idea how hurt and heartbroken he was. Even

though Elise wasn't eager to have Jamie in their house, she eventually got Alexander to help Jamie in. Alexander

dragged the drunk man into the house before dropping him down on the couch and walking off to the washroom.

The clean freak in Alexander was especially evident when there were outsiders around—he was practically

disgusted by everyone aside from his wife and children.

Jamie continued to cry on the couch. "Narissa… Narissa Cuber…" he mumbled in his drunken state. Elise couldn't

bring herself to be mad at the man. "Irvin, why don't you go to the kitchen and pour your godfather a glass of warm

water?" she uttered.

Irvin obediently brought the glass of water over to his mother. Elise realized that Irvin was holding his phone up and

pointing its camera toward Jamie after she took the glass from Irvin. "What are you doing, Irvin?" Elise was

dumbfounded. Irvin shamelessly stuck the phone into Jamie's face. "I want to preserve precious moments like this,"

he replied calmly. Getting drunk itself wasn't the scariest thing—what was truly terrifying were the photos one saw

after sobering up.

Elise was speechless—she hadn't expected her son to be so mean. "Are you sure this is okay?" she asked.

"He's not stopping me," Irvin replied firmly. "I'd be amazed if he could stop you with the state that he's in," Elise

chuckled. "It's none of my business, then." Irvin swiftly kept his phone away. "All done!" Elise shook her head and

turned to Alexander when she saw him walking over. "What should we do with him for the night?"

"Leave him be." Alexander didn't have the energy to deal with a drunk, and he didn't want Elise or the kids to have

anything to do with Jamie either. "Are we just going to leave him here like this?" Elise wasn't as heartless as the

man.

"He'll only feel worse if you don't allow him to remain in this pitiful state. He's getting what he deserves—it's none of

our concern." Alexander was a man, so he completely understood what was on Jamie's mind. If he's physically

hurting, he won't have the capacity or the time to realize how much he's hurting mentally. That's how he's trying to

get through the toughest period of his heartbreak, Alexander thought. So, Alexander figured that they were already

being kind by taking him in from the streets. On the other hand, he knew that they wouldn't do much good if they

cared too much for him.

Even though that was what they agreed on, Alexia still ended up sneaking over to the living room in the middle of

the night. She brought her pink duvet along and threw it over Jamie before heading back to bed.

The next morning, Jamie was still fast asleep by noon. Ding Dong! Ding Dong! The doorbell rang a few times, but

Jamie simply pretended as if he couldn't hear anything. After a few more rings, he threw the duvet over his head to

act as if he didn't exist. Elise hurried down the stairs just in time to catch Jamie shifting around on the couch. She

gave him a resentful glare before she opened the door.

"Narissa?"

"Narissa's here!"