Alpha's Regret: False Mate True Luna novel Chapter 12

The image of Ferris calling me kept flashing through my foggy mind, but I had no strength to pick up my phone.

I could only let it vibrate repeatedly until it finally fell silent.

The next day, my fever finally broke, but my throat felt dry as if burned by fire.

I struggled to sit up, drank some water, then picked up my phone.

On the screen were over ten unread messages, all from Ashley.

I opened them, and the first image made my pupils constrict sharply-

That precious cashmere shawl was completely soaked in water, its originally soft fibers clumped together wetly, already deformed.

Messages appeared one after another:

[Sorry, I forgot the shawl couldn’t touch water and soaked it as soon as I got home.]

[I’m really sorry. How much did this shawl cost? I’ll compensate you. The material is quite good anyway–I can keep it and alter it into a scarf or something.]

[Since you’re not responding, I’ll take that as agreement. I’ll compensate you 30 dollars. You said your grandmother made it, so that price should be about right, shouldn’t it?]

The last image showed the shawl cut to pieces, with edges deliberately shredded into strips as if maliciously destroyed.

My hands trembled as rage shot straight to my head.

I threw back the covers and, ignoring my lingering fever, rushed straight out the door.

At Ashley’s apartment entrance, I pressed the doorbell, my eyes frighteningly cold.

The door opened. Ashley, wearing casual clothes, looked at me with some surprise: “Luna, why are you here?”

“Where is my shawl?” My voice was ice–cold.

At my words, Ashley turned and picked up the shredded shawl from the sofa.

You mean this? Didn’t I already pay for it?”

She looked down at her phone. “Didn’t you receive that 30–dollar transfer? Do you think it’s too little? I can add another 20. It was made by an elderly person anyway, so it shouldn’t be too expensive…”

“Slap!”

A resounding slap struck Ashley’s face hard. She staggered back a step, covering her cheek and looking at me in disbelief: “You… you hit me?”

My gaze was sharp as I spoke each word clearly: “You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”

Ashley’s eyes immediately reddened, her voice choking with tears: “What do you mean on purpose? I don’t understand what you’re saying…”

“Deliberately calling Ferris when your mother needed bone marrow donation, deliberately saying those things to me in the hospital room, deliberately barging in when Ferris and I were kissing, and now deliberately destroying my shawl-”

I stepped closer, my voice cold as ice: “Ashley, I’m telling you, I can see through many of your tricks. Just because I don’t speak up doesn’t mean I’ll continue letting you humiliate me like this!”

Ashley’s expression changed, but her tears fell even harder: “I didn’t… I really don’t know what you’re talking about…”

1 gritted my teeth, about to speak again, when suddenly a cold voice came from the doorway-

“Aurora, what are you doing!”

I spun around sharply. Ferris stood at the entrance, his expression terrifyingly dark.

“Ashley!”

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