Alpha's Regret: False Mate True Luna novel Chapter 129

Ferris raised his slender hand, his fingertip touching the side of my face.

“Looking so disheveled, it seems you two weren’t just eating

This sentence struck like thunder, exploding in my mind.

What did he mean by “weren’t just eating“?

1 instinctively dodged his touch: “Only people with dirty minds would think like that.”

His hand froze mid–air.

His narrow eyes turned cold: “What did I say that was dirty?

How could he not know why I looked like this? He was clearly trying to force me to explain!

But I didn’t want to explain. Why should I? What right did he have to hear it?

Seeing that I didn’t defend myself but scolded him instead, the anger in his eyes became uncontainable: “If I’m so dirty, then what are you still doing here? Go quickly, don’t dirty your eyes.”

Getting angrier as he spoke, he directly pulled me into his arms, his tone mocking.

“Do you think that by dressing like this today, he didn’t see the marks on your body?”

I was stunned, looking at him in disbelief, then looking down at myself.

I had been too hasty earlier, and that female waiter–my collar buttons had been undone…

No wonder Adrian’s expression seemed unnatural just now,

“You… how did you know?”

“Are you monitoring me again?” My eyes reddened, tears instantly welling up, blurring my vision.

I knew the way I looked at him must be filled with sharp hatred, like needles piercing his heart.

He inexplicably felt suffocated and pained in his chest.

He unconsciously lied: “Does this need monitoring? I saw it at a glance.”

I didn’t know why he was lying. Perhaps he didn’t know either. He just saw that I was about to cry, suddenly felt terrible pain in his heart, and didn’t want me to cry.

Chapter 125

But I still felt homiliated.

Whether it was Adrian or Cynthia present today, as long as someone saw me like this, I would feel the same shame.

Because 4 felt dirty, unworthy of being seen with these marks…

I had always believed that such things should only happen Between two people who loved each other, not like this.

I knew I was too naive. In the adult world, even without love relationships could happen.

But I just couldn’t convince myself.

Because I had seen the most beautiful love–the story of my great–grandfather and great–grandmother.

They were a couple who had weathered hardships together, having been together since wartime. When I was very young, their relationship was still exceptionally good.

I remember when my great–grandmother was in her sixties, she developed Alzheimer’s disease and forgot everyone.

But my great–grandfather, that man who had once been the richest, unhesitatingly gave up his chairman position to personally care for great–grandmother for over ten years, until she passed away in her seventies.

After great–grandmother died, great–grandfather never smiled again.

I once asked him: “Great–grandfather, why were you willing to care for great–grandmother for so many years without complaint?”

He looked at me, his eyes full of gentle light: “When you meet someone as brilliant as a rainbow in the future, when everyone else becomes dim in comparison to her, you’ll understand.”

Less than a year later, great–grandfather also passed away.

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