It doesn't answer anything!

When we arrive at Civil Bureau Affairs, I still cannot fully recover from feeling nauseated. Excusing myself as soon we enter the main hall, I quickly went to the restroom to wash my face.

When I walk out, I found Alex has been surrounding with many more men, and he seems giving different instruction to each of them. Some jostling notes and write down something on it, a few making a call as soon getting the order from Alex and the rest of them busily typing something on their laptop.

It makes me wonder what kind of job he's done for a living. He must be a big shot or something in his company, I guess.

Alex seems sensing me staring on his back because he suddenly looks over his back and looking straight right at me. He giving a signal asking to wait for him. I nodded before finding my self sitting on an empty chair nearby.

I opened my backpack to take a bottle of water and drink some of it. I feel way much better now. I try again to decode while waiting for Alex.

By the time we finish all the procedure in registering our marriage, Alex returns to his crowd to give final instruction before we depart to the airport. And at the same time, I managed to decode the entire message.

I can't believe it. What the heck? This is not answer anything at all. But all these short seven sentences raising many unanswered questions instead answering her disappearance act!

There is a strange but familiar warmth I feel in my body. I touched my check and it feels hot. My back feels sweating. A bad sign. My breathing changes from unnoticeable to short and shallow. This is bad. I need to find a place to vent my anger before it erupted out of control.

But I fear my normal action when handle this situation which is walk away far from people will affect Alex's image. Such a bothersome.

But I was so mad at this moment! I put my phone on my backpack angrily and closed it before wearing it on my back.

I went to Alex who keeps giving instruction to his follower not far from where I sat. I grab his hand to make a distance so his people will not hear what I want to say to Alex.

When I feel we are a bit far from been overhead, I grab the lapel of his three-piece suit with both my hand. I noticed my closed hand was shaken. I pulled my hand away immediately from his body and hide it behind my back.

"Can you give me 20 minutes before we depart, please? I truly need to go to that place right now."

With a very slow voiced I muttered my request with clenching teeth, Alex just staring at me for a few seconds.

This time, it was Alex who grabs my hand and takes me away further. His follower tries to follow us, but Alex just giving a hand signal ordered them to stay.

And me? I'm barely holding my emotion before it exploded in a crowded area. I try to control my breathing while strutting along behind Alex. Once we were outside the building, I take a lead until we arrive at the place that I have in mind.

Luckily it wasn't far. And within the time I promised, we managed to return to the car and I have successfully venting more than half my anger with the quickest method I knew.

I may have appeased some of my anger but it didn't successfully abate my panic.

And now I realize what a stupid decision I made previously by agree marrying Alex yesterday. Am I safe been with him? If Alex is really a rich man and a high profile figure, then, I am dead meat.

That also the suspicious prenuptial agreement that bears my name. Who is he really?