Alpha's Regret: False Mate True Luna novel Chapter 186

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Chapter 186

At this moment, Ferris couldn’t care about anything anymore.

My pupils suddenly contracted as I angrily cursed: “You bastard!”

But he laughed, his eyes hiding a trace of almost crazed stubbornness: “I’m a bastard? Then what about you, who once loved me desperately? What are you?”

I smelled the alcohol on him, strong and pungent, almost overwhelming.

He was drunk not just on alcohol, but drunk on his own emotions, starting to act crazy.

“I don’t want to talk to a drunk. Let me go!” I struggled to push him away.

“I won’t let go!” He directly embraced me, leaning close to my ear, questioning in a low voice: “If I let you go, you’ll elope with Adrian, won’t you?”

Itried to pull his hands away, but he didn’t budge.

“Why betray me?” He spoke word by word like an accusation. “Wasn’t it you who said you’d love me forever? Why not keep your promise?”

His tone was breaking down, carrying an almost hysterical emotion.

“Why lie to me? Since you decided to lie, why not lie to me for a lifetime!”

Ferris’s anger finally found an outlet, each word stabbing into my heart like a knife.

“How can you be so cruel?”

I bit my lip tightly, not saying a word. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to speak, but I didn’t know what to say to make him

understand.

But Ferris had no intention of letting me go, still pressing aggressively: “Who’s the real bastard?!”

He grabbed my chin with one hand, forcing me to look at him.

I felt nauseous smelling the alcohol on him, my stomach churning, waves of nausea hitting me, almost impossible to

suppress.

“Ferris, you’d better let me go now.” I tried hard to suppress the nauseous feeling, not wanting to embarrass myself in front of him.

He coldly replied: “What if I don’t?”

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I had reached my limit. The next second, my stomach couldnt hold back anymore-

“Ugh-!”

I bent over and finally vomited.

Ferris’s entire face instantly turned black as a pot.

I couldn’t care about him anymore and immediately broke free from his grip, rushing into the bathroom.

“Bang!” The door was pushed open.

I had actually forgotten to lock it.

Ferris pushed the door open and stood in front of me, frowning, looking somewhat more sober.

He took off his shirt that I had vomited on, casually threw it aside, walked up to me, and looked down at me.

“Do I disgust you that much?” His tone was suppressed but carried anger.

I didn’t want to talk to him and got up to leave.

But he grabbed me again. The next second, his arm circled my waist, lifting me up entirely.

I was half–carried on his shoulder, dizzy and terrified, screaming: “Ferris! Put me down!!”

I wanted to grab his clothes to steady myself, but his rough way of carrying me made it impossible for me to reach

him.

Ferris carried me upstairs, walked directly into the bedroom and threw me onto the bed.

Then he pressed his entire body on top of me.

I had never felt him so heavy before – it almost suffocated me.

I didn’t want to continue entangling with him and suddenly opened my mouth, biting hard into his shoulder!

He groaned and finally stopped, his eyes staring at me deadly, burning with anger.

He grabbed my jaw, his knuckles white.

With just a light pressure, I was in so much pain I frowned tightly.

Ferris suddenly held me tightly again. The alcohol smell on him made me want to escape.

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