My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Decorations

"...And let us thank you for believing in Aurelius Technology."

The applause echoed throughout the ballroom.

I gently squeezed Alicia’s hand.

She looked up at me for a brief moment before offering me a small smile.

I smiled back before returning my attention to the stage.

As the applause gradually died down, Raphael stepped off the stage and made his way toward us.

"Alexander, you actually came."

His gaze shifted to Alicia.

"Alicia, it’s good to see you here."

"Thank you, Raphael."

She smiled politely.

Raphael looked back at me with amusement.

"I honestly didn’t think you’d come."

Before I could answer, Michael, who had been standing beside us, spoke.

"I thought you were the one who finally convinced him."

Raphael laughed and shook his head before glancing meaningfully at Alicia.

"I think I know who did."

Michael’s gaze traveled between the two of us.

It looked as though he wanted to say something.

In the end...

He remained silent.

A waiter approached carrying a tray of champagne.

I picked up a glass and handed it to Alicia before taking one for myself.

As the evening progressed, speeches gave way to conversations and music.

Soon, several of my friends gathered around us.

Most of them already knew Alicia had returned.

What surprised them wasn’t her presence...

It was seeing us standing together like this.

No one mentioned the past.

Instead, they congratulated us and welcomed Alicia back as though everything had finally fallen into place.

"Alicia, I heard you have a daughter now."

One of them raised his glass with a smile.

"Congratulations."

He looked at me.

"To both of you."

"You’ll have to introduce her to us someday," another added.

"I’m sure she’s as beautiful as her mother."

"And just as intelligent as both her parents."

Alicia simply smiled politely, speaking only when necessary while listening to everyone else.

"It has been quite some time, Chairman Blackwood."

I turned to see one of my long-time business associates approaching with his wife.

"Mr. Harper."

We shook hands.

"Mrs. Harper."

After exchanging greetings, I turned toward Alicia.

"This is my wife, Alicia."

Mr. Harper smiled warmly.

"It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Blackwood."

"The pleasure is mine."

He looked at me again before smiling.

"Chairman Blackwood certainly has an excellent taste."

His gaze returned to Alicia.

Mrs. Harper laughed softly.

"So this is why you’ve always kept your wife away from public events."

"I’ve never had the chance to meet her before."

Alicia smiled politely.

"I don’t usually attend social events."

"I see."

Mr. Harper nodded knowingly.

"I assumed the chairman preferred his wife to stay away from business."

"I think you’ve misunderstood."

I spoke calmly.

"My wife serves as the Executive Vice President of Consumer Brands at Blackwood Dominion."

I didn’t miss the surprise that flashed across his face.

Mr. Harper wasn’t from Velaridge City.

It was only natural that he knew very little about Alicia.

"I owe you an apology then, Mrs. Blackwood."

"I underestimated you."

Alicia smiled gracefully.

"You’re too kind, Mr. Harper."

After chatting briefly about business, the couple excused themselves.

Once they left, I turned toward Alicia.

She was quietly looking around the ballroom, taking in every detail of the decorations.

I had noticed her doing it ever since we arrived.

Curious, I leaned closer and lowered my voice.

"I didn’t know you liked decorations this much."

She smiled.

"When celebrations were held at the mansion or the company, I always looked forward to seeing how everything was decorated."

"Even though I never liked attending the events themselves..."

"The decorations always made me happy."

I smiled.

"Really?"

She nodded.

"My dad used to tease me."

"He always said that when I got married..."

"He’d decorate the entire city just for me."

She was still smiling.

But I caught the faint sadness hidden beneath it.

My chest tightened.

I had never given her the wedding her father had dreamed of.

Nor the one she deserved.

"I need to use the restroom," she said softly, pulling me from my thoughts.

"You want me to come with you?"

She laughed.

"To the ladies’ restroom?"

I smiled helplessly.

"I won’t be long."

A waitress happened to walk past us.

I stopped her.

"Please escort my wife to the restroom."

"Certainly, sir."

I reluctantly slipped my arm from around Alicia’s waist and watched as she followed the waitress through the crowd.

She moved with quiet elegance.

Without anyone saying a word, the guests before her naturally stepped aside, creating a clear path.

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