Alpha's Regret: False Mate True Luna novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257

Ferris and I sat facing each other, the living room so quiet we could almost hear each other’s breathing.

The atmosphere was so tense it could freeze the air.

Finally, he spoke first: “Why didn’t you tell me you couldn’t hear?”

I kept my head down, not knowing how to answer. My gaze fell on my interlocked fingertips, my heart filled with confusion and exhaustion.

“I… I thought it would get better once I got home.” My voice was hoarse and low, as if I’d used all my strength.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch me. I instinctively shrank back, and his hand froze mid–air, fingertips trembling slightly.

After a long while, he withdrew his hand, his voice deeper when he spoke: “Today… who were you with?”

I immediately looked up, staring at him: “You had someone follow me again?”

As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them. But I couldn’t take them back.

These words were too familiar – they were what I used to question him most often. Before Ferris lost his memory, he always had people following me. Every move I made couldn’t escape his arrangements.

His throat seemed caught by something. He opened his mouth but couldn’t speak.

“Again?” He finally repeated that word, his voice carrying undisguised confusion and pain. “When have I ever… followed you?”

I didn’t answer, and he didn’t get a chance to explain-

The sound of a door opening came from upstairs. Mary’s room door opened and the doctors came out.

“It’s just excessive emotional fluctuation. Fortunately, we handled it in time. She’ll be fine with proper rest.” One of the doctors said.

Simon stood at the doorway, glancing at me with a look that made me instantly understand – he knew about this afternoon’s events, his heart full of questions and dissatisfaction.

But with Ferris present, he suppressed everything and said nothing, only coldly stating: “Alpha, we’ll head back now.”

Ferris nodded: “Mm.”

After the door closed, only Ferris and I remained in the living room.

I let out a soft breath, then spoke: “Thank you for bringing me back today… and for calling the doctor to treat Mary.”

Despite the lingering resentment in my heart, I could still distinguish between these matters.

“We’re mates, no need to say thanks.” He looked at me, his tone calm.

Just as I was about to change the subject, he suddenly reached out and grasped my elbow: “Also, I didn’t have anyone follow you.”

I lowered my eyes, noncommittal, and changed the topic: “Christmas is next month. Have Simon take you back to the villa.”

It wasn’t a request, but a notification.

Ferris tightened his grip on my hand: “What about you?”

“I need to stay here to take care of Mary.” I said flatly.

His eyes froze, as if his heart had been torn by those words.

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Chapter 257

After a long while, he asked quietly: “Aurora… did you marry me because you loved me?

My heart tightened.

I once thought I loved him.

But later I realized I only loved the Terris in my imagination the one who would protect the, cherish me, and bow his head only for me.

But in reality, he wasn’t the way I loved him to be.

I remained silent, not responding.

He seemed to realize something and suddenly pulled me into his embrace, more forcefully than ever before.

“You want to leave, is it because of Adrian?”

His voice was hoarse, so low it was almost inaudible, yet filled with uncontrollable emotion.

“No.” I spoke, my tone calm. “I just think… we’ll separate eventually. Ending it early would be good for both of us.”

I paused, then continued: “Ferris, you don’t actually love me at all. Before you lost your memory, you never loved me.”

“When your memory returns, you’ll despise everything about now.“.

He looked at me and suddenly laughed, but it wasn’t mockery – it was bone–deep desolation.

“Host my memory, I don’t remember anything… but why do I only remember you?”

“Why am I willing to stay here, even if you drive me away, I don’t want to leave?”

“Why… every time I indulge you, it’s not because of guilt, but because…”

He choked up at the end, not continuing.

I didn’t respond, but my heart was in turmoil.

“Since you put it that way,” he finally said, “then let’s wait until after I recover my memory.”

He had decided to stay. I knew that no amount of persuasion would help, so I could only temporarily stop arguing.

That night I tossed and turned, my mind full of his words and the moment he held me tightly.

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