Alpha's Regret: False Mate True Luna novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217

Ferris didn’t answer. For him, getting whatever he wanted was always within easy reach.

I didn’t press further either, sitting on the warm sofa, looking at all the famil surroundings, tuy eyes filled only with nostalgia.

“If you like it here, we can live here from now on,” Terris said.

I felt he had misunderstood.

For me,

this place indeed held beautiful memories of my mother and me.

But that didn’t mean I wanted to live here together with Ferris.

And after my mother passed away, every time I saw this place, I felt more pain than happiness.

“I don’t want to live here.”

Ferris fell silent.

I looked at him and said: “You should return the house to Ashley.”

“It’s better if we keep things clear between us.”

Cynthia had submitted the divorce petition to the court the day before yesterday, and another copy to the werewolf council. Ferris would know soon.

I stood up: “If there’s nothing else, I’m going to Cynthia’s today.”

Without waiting for his response, I put on my coat and went out.

It was really cold outside.

Ferris didn’t stop me, only had someone follow me, instructing them not to let me escape.

Actually, I had no intention of escaping at all. I was just waiting to sue Ferris.

I took a car to the house Cynthia was renting. She was preparing various litigation materials.

I also had someone send her all my medical records from when I was hospitalized.

“Did the court approve it?” I asked.

“Yes, it just passed review. Ferris should receive it tonight,” Cynthia answered

“Then I won’t go back tonight.”

I picked up Cynthia’s blanket and covered my legs.

Cynthia was somewhat worried: “If you don’t go back tonight, won’t Ferris explode?”

“It would be best if he did. You have recording equipment here, right?” I asked

She immediately understood: “Of course.”

She took out a small, delicate brooch and pinned it to my clothes.

“If he dares to do anything bad, just press here. It can record.”

I nodded: “Good.”

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On the other side, after I went to Cynthia’s, Ferris was unable to focus on anything.

He discovered that I, who used to be so easy to please, had changed.

No matter what he did, I remained unhoved.

There was a knock at the door.

“Come in.”

Simon came in with an ugly expression, holding a copy of a court summons, and handed it to Ferris

“Alpha Ferris, please don’t get angry.”

Ferris took it with confusion, seeing the obvious large characters on top–Divorce Petition.

His eyes tightened, and after opening it, he saw the contents of my divorce lawsuit.

His throat constricted, his deep eyes full of coldness.

“When did this happen?”

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