Alpha's Regret: False Mate True Luna novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Chapter 122

I don’t know why, but I just wanted to ask if there was any possibility he might remember.

Ferris was surprised to hear my question.

“What day?” he asked.

Apart from important holidays and routine business, he wouldn’t deliberately remember other dates.

My throat caught, and bitterness spread.

“Nothing, I was just asking casually.”

Ferris increasingly couldn’t understand what I was thinking, and felt like I was getting further and further away from him…

Under the moonlight.

I looked up at the face I had loved for half my life, my throat slightly hoarse: “Ferris, didn’t we make an agreement?”

Ferris’s hand on my face stiffened, meeting my clear eyes.

It seemed like I could cry the next second.

For some reason, Ferris felt a bitter feeling in his heart. He moved his hand away, pulled back the blanket, got up, and left the hospital room directly.

After coming outside, he still couldn’t forget the distant look in my eyes when I looked at him now.

Ferris sat in his car, smoking, and called Simon: “What day is it today?”

It was now 2 AM. Simon was woken up and heard this confusing question.

He thought for a moment, couldn’t think of anything important to do today, and could only get up to check.

There were no cooperation projects today, nor any holidays.

By chance, he saw a record in his computer notebook and got the answer.

Simon called Ferris: “Ferris, today is Miss Aurora’s birthday

Fortunately, he had done some homework when the Alpha got married.

Ferris really hadn’t thought of it and didn’t remember my birthday.

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No wonder I had that attitude last night.

No wonder Adrian chose to come back last night…

Simon, hearing no response from Ferris, asked: “Ferris, should we prepare a gift?”

The cigarette burned down to his fingers before Ferris snapped back to reality.

“No need.”

Then he hung up.

Ferris sat in the car all night like that.

Early the next morning, he knocked and entered my hospital room.

I could be discharged at any time.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you somewhere,” Ferris said.

Пlooked at him puzzled: “Where are we going?”

He didn’t answer immediately, just walked to the window and opened the curtains. Morning light streamed in, falling on his sharp features and illuminating the faint fatigue in his eyes.

“Didn’t you say you wanted some fresh air?” Ferris turned around, his tone calm. “I’m taking you now.”

I hesitated for a few seconds but eventually nodded.

He helped me with my coat and silently escorted me to the car.

The car drove slowly through the city, neither fast nor slow, like his current mood–showing no ripples yet not truly

calm.

Until the car reached the seaside.

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