HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 150

Meadow’s POV:

The back of my eyelids started to burn with unshed tears. Hell no, this wasn’t how this was supposed to go. I wasn’t supposed to cry in front of this woman.

I looked away from her, blinking rapidly.

“You’re right,” I whispered. “He does need me. But I can’t be the person he needs me to be, Ingrid. I can’t just be some kind of… thing that keeps him grounded to reality. Alaric needs me, but he doesn’t love me. And I’m sorry, but that will never be enough for me.” I rose to my feet. “I know you love your son, and I have no idea how much he told you about us and I…” I ran a frustrated hand through my hair. “Is that what you came here for? To ask me to go back to him?”

Cami was right. Alaric was in a very bad state, and his mother was only here because she thought I could fix it for some reason. I didn’t believe that Ingrid would come here on her own accord just to apologize to me. She wanted something, and she had just told me what she wanted.

She rose to her feet as well. “No, Meadow, I sincerely came here to apologize to you.” She shook her head. “Yes, I love my son and I will always put him first, but you’re human too, and you’re important to him. I was unfair to you, and I will try as much as I can or as much as you will allow, to make it up to you.”

Ingrid’s blue eyes shone as she spoke. Her eyes looked exactly like Nolan’s, but whenever she gave me a sad smile–like she did right now–she resembled Alaric.

I saw him in her.

“I’m sorry for everything I did and said to hurt you. You’re a nice girl, Meadow, and you deserve Alaric’s heart just as much as you deserve the whole truth.”

My brows drew together in confusion. “The truth? What truth?”

Her cheeks turned red. “That’s for… that’s for Alaric to tell you himself. However, I’m going to let you know that it is deeply connected to the reason he lost his sense of touch-”

“Then just tell me,” I said, stepping toward her.

Ingrid shook her head sadly, although I could tell that she was conflicted. “You can ask him about it yourself.” Slowly, she took my hands in hers. I let her, because there was nothing else I could do. I was still struggling to process the fact that Alaric was still keeping something from me.

Something connected to his sense of touch? That didn’t even make any sense. But Ingrid knew what it was, and I …I had to also.

“There’s something else I want to say.” She paused, and my heart fell to my stomach as her eyes watered.” Thank you,” she whispered. “Danke schön. Alaric was never truly happy until he had you. I just hope he can come to his senses soon because I… I would love to plan a real wedding for you both.”

My eyes grew wide, tears threatening to fall. I didn’t know what shocked me the most–the fact that she knew that our marriage was fake, or the fact that she wanted to plan a wedding.

If only it would ever happen.

I didn’t say anything in response. I couldn’t. Hearing that he was never truly happy until he met me while knowing that he couldn’t even tell me how you felt about me….

There was really no other way to go about this. Alaric and I… we couldn’t happen.

And I didn’t want to break her heart and tell her. Not when she was already being hopeful. Although one thing was sure–I was going to find out what Alaric was keeping from me.

I only smiled at Ingrid, and she smiled back, quickly wiping the few tears that had slipped away. “Oh my! I’m sorry for getting overly emotional. I’ll get going now.” She started to turn around but stopped. “Do you think you could ever forgive me for being a complete bitch to you, Meadow?”

I was taken aback by that question. I never really thought about that. Running a hand through my hair, I let out a slow exhale. “I… I need time.”

That’s all I said.

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