The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 497

Chapter 497: THALIRA

Jasmine stood quietly at the doorway.

No one could even utter a single damn word.

Her figure looked so small beneath the soft blue chemise, her pale legs barely steady beneath her.

The wrapped towel lay cradled in her arms, as if she were protecting something fragile and sacred.

Her eyes weren’t red from crying anymore—just glassy, tired. Haunted.

Soulless and empty.

The hallway fell silent.

Fiona’s mouth parted slightly, eyes widening as she took a slow step forward, but Jasmine didn’t move.

She just looked at them, gaze flitting from Erik to Nanny Nia, then finally settling on Fiona.

"I heard voices," she said softly, her voice still hoarse, broken like something unused for too long. "And I thought maybe..."

Her words faded off. No one dared finish the sentence.

Nanny Nia immediately rushed toward her. "You shouldn’t be standing...come, let me take her-"

"No." Jasmine shook her head faintly, stopping Nanny Nia right in her tracks.. "She’s mine. She stays with me."

Her arms tightened slightly over the towel. Fiona’s hand shot to her mouth, a choked sob slipping out.

She held into the towel fiercely as if someone was going to take her baby away from her.

"I just wanted some air," Jasmine added. "And... to walk. Even just for a little."

"You should rest," Nanny Nia whispered, brushing Jasmine’s arm carefully.

"I’ve been resting," Jasmine said. "Now I want to bury her." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

There was a much tighter silence in the room than at her arrival.

A breath caught in Erik’s throat.

He looked down at the floor, unable to meet her gaze. Fiona’s arms wrapped around herself.

Nanny Nia nodded quickly, placing a hand on Jasmine’s shoulder. "Of course, then that’s what we’ll do. No one is going to stop you."

A heavy silence followed again. Jasmine shifted slightly and glanced at Erik, her voice a whisper now.

"I know what you did."

Erik’s breath stopped. His eyes rose slowly to meet hers.

"You didn’t put me in the cell," she continued, "but you didn’t stop it either. You knew something was wrong. I saw it in your eyes that night. But you turned away."

Erik opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"I’m not angry," Jasmine said, eyes still on him. "I’m just... tired. Disappointed. I thought you of all people would stand up for me. How wrong I was."

He stepped forward, shame written all over his face. "Jasmine, I never meant for any of this—"

"I know," she interrupted, her voice firm but quiet. "That’s what makes it worse."

Her words landed like a slap, soft but devastating.

Fiona exhaled slowly and reached out to Jasmine.

The last time they had spoken, the last time the two best friends had seen, they had had a bitter argument.

But now none of that mattered.

Tragedy had brought them together and made them forget their differences.

Fiona now became standing straight. "We’re with you."

Jasmine said nothing and then resumed her way forward, already walking down the arched hallways.

Not a single word more. Just the steady shuffle of her feet on the stone floor.

When they were sure there was a ready enough distance away from her, but yet she was till in their sight they began walking after her.

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