The next morning, Sean came to the hospital to give Gloria a final checkup.
He said to Gloria, "You can be discharged now. But Gloria, don't ever risk your life again." Sean didn't want to say that to Gloria at first. However, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Patrick in the bedroom at Fittro Club that day. He glanced at Gloria and continued, "Now that you are out of prison, you should live your life more seriously. The past is in the past, and you've paid for what you've done. Three years in prison may not be worth a life, still, it costs you a lot." Gloria had been silent, then, she raised her head slowly and looked at Sean. She asked, "Has everything been paid?" Maybe it was an illusion. Yet Sean thought he heard a hint of sarcasm in her gruff voice. He looked down suspiciously at Gloria, and his eyes became obscure. "What do you mean?" Gloria lowered her head and said, "Nothing." Sean waGloria did not want to go back to those memories, but they would not leave her alone. But those memories hit her hard and overwhelmed her. Once, Gabrielle said to her with a troubled look, "I don't like Alpha Patrick." Once, Gabrielle comforted her warmly, "It's OK, Gloria. That's who Alpha Patrick is. Gloria, you're awesome. I'm sure Alpha Patrick will accept the Moon Goddess' arrangement." Once, Gabrielle said shyly, "Gloria, I've found my mate, but I'm afraid of Alpha Patrick. Get him to mark you as quickly as possible, OK? So, I will no longer be afraid of him." That night, Gabrielle pulled an innocent face and said, "Gloria, take me to a pub, will you? I have never been to one before. I'm so curious." Gloria thought, 'How ridiculous. I simply trusted her! After that, Gabrielle was raped by rogues on the other side of the Shadow Forest, and I was sent to werewolf prison by Patrick. I was humiliated and tortured for three years, and eve
Gloria looked so serious. She said to Patrick, "My biggest mistake was falling in love with you." The expression on her face reminded Patrick of the Gloria he used to know. Back then, she came to Patrick again and again. She declared that she was his mate and that they were a couple arranged by the Moon Goddess. Patrick stared at Gloria. She was as serious as back then. However, with the same expression as before, she was now telling him that she was wrong. She said that she was wrong. She said she would correct her mistakes. What did she mean by that? Patrick felt a dull pain in his heart for no reason. He was about to snap. All he knew was that she couldn't wait to leave him and be with Mike! "Gloria, have I told you that even if it was something I didn't want, no one else could get their hands on it?" Patrick's voice was strangely soft, which sent shivers down her spine. Gloria's breathing became rapid. She held the bedding under
Gloria felt the urge to give up on herself. She thought, 'Why struggle? I might as well wait for him to get tired of me like a puppet. By the time he doesn't even want to look at me and wants to get rid of me for good, I can leave quietly.' "Gloria, stop cursing Gabrielle. She's dead, and you're still alive. Don't you think it's pathetic to become a bitter woman because of someone long gone? It's not worth it." Patrick didn't think Gabrielle was worth Gloria making herself hideous. Gloria was slightly stunned. For a moment, she thought Patrick was concerned about her. How could that be? The next second, Gloria found herself being lifted. Before she could figure out what was going on, she subconsciously reached out and wrapped her arms around Patrick's neck. Patrick felt her grip, and the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly. He held her in his arms and strolled out of the ward. He said, "We'll leave now." Patrick carried Glo
Camille was pushed to the ground, yet she was not angry. She said patiently, "Alger, calm down. Listen to what Gloria has to say. You shouldn't have hit her no matter what." Gloria's face turned pale. She quickly helped Camille up, but her wrist was grabbed by someone. Alger said, "Don't touch your mother with your dirty hands!" His words stunned Gloria. She froze there like a statue. Then she said, "Alpha Alger, please let go. Don't touch me, I'm a dirty woman, or you'll get dirty, too." Alger fiercely waved Gloria's arm away and said, "You have a sharp tongue, Gloria. Explain this to me. The money on the table!" He fiercely pointed at the cloth bag on the table. "How did you get it?" Gloria kept her head down. Alger and Camille never got a good look at Gloria from the beginning. They only knew that it was Gloria who lived here, since Gloria was their daughter, and they got the information from the detective agency. G
Camille crouched down to help Gloria, who was on the floor. Gloria did not refuse Camille. She slowly raised her head and stopped deliberately trying to hide her broken voice. She tried to hide her hoarse voice. Even though she was in so much pain that she didn't want to speak, she didn't want her parents to hear her terrible voice. Yet right now, she suddenly realized something. They were here today to blame her. They didn't care about her voice and they did not care about her. Why would they care about her ruined voice anyway? "Alpha Alger, enough with all the fancy words. Why didn't you help me on the day I was released from the werewolf prison? Look at me. I think you have probably forgotten something. I am no longer a member of the Silver Spring Pack. I was exiled. Have you forgotten? I am a rogue now. I have no past, no family, and no background. How can a person like me find a job at a convenience store that is willing to take me on the day I get out of
Alger couldn't believe his ears. He thought, 'Did Gloria just say that Patrick owns the Fittro Club? Patrick? The Alpha of the Black Thorn Pack?' Alger couldn't help but wonder, 'Is it because of Patrick that Gloria can't change her job?' Alger was the Alpha of a pack after all. He quickly cleared his thoughts. When he figured out the reason, his expression changed drastically. He cursed, "Bitch! Did you cross Alpha Patrick again?" Gloria was more than disappointed now. She looked at the man in front of her and was stunned. She thought, 'Seriously? Is this your first reaction? To question me, what did I do to offend that terrifying Alpha? You are my father, yet you forced me to change my job. And at the mention of Patrick's name, you changed so quickly! This is who my father is, the Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack.' Gloria suppressed her disappointment and calmly told them about her experience. She said, "After I left the were
They stopped beside Alger and Camille's car. Damon was two meters away from Alger. Before Alger got in the car, he hesitated. He turned to look at Damon and said, "Beta Damon, we failed to raise that bitch properly. All the things that happened to Gabrielle were because of her. I'm so sorry, Beta Damon." Gloria would be sad if she were here as well. She hadn't even confessed yet, and her father had already done it for her. Damon's expressionless face was as serious as ever. He said indifferently, "Gabrielle has been dead for three years, and I've come to terms with that. As for Miss Carter's mistake, Miss Carter will pay for it herself, and it has nothing to do with you, Alpha Alger, and Luna Camille. I may be Gabrielle's brother, but I'm also the Beta of the Black Thorn Pack. I can distinguish between right and wrong. Alpha Alger, I heard that you went to the Elders this morning. You announced that you had disowned Miss Carter as your daughter and banished her
"Patrick, it's not because of her, right?" Sean asked as he tapped the table with his finger. Patrick didn't say anything. Stewart leaned forward and asked with a gossipy expression, "Because of her? Who?" Since Sean did not speak, Stewart smiled and asked nosily, "Alpha Patrick, have you found your mate? Which pack does she belong to? When can we get to meet her, your future Luna?" Sean said gloatingly, "Stewart, I think you will get beaten if you ask more." "Go away! I'm asking Patrick. Alpha Patrick, who is the woman?" continued Stewart. In the next second, a fist came toward Stewart's curious face. Stewart was shocked. He quickly dodged and then patted his chest. "What the fuck! Patrick, you caught me off guard!" Sean smiled and said, "Idiot. What did I say? If you ask more, you will get beaten up. You didn't believe me. You deserve it." Stewart looked suspiciously between Sean and Patrick. Suddenly, he realized something. He sa
Gloria looked at the sky. "Christine, you know that I hate him and am afraid of him. Six years ago, he sent me to the werewolf prison. There were iron bars everywhere. "Not long ago, I woke up in the morning and found myself locked in a space full of iron bars again. He put bars on all the windows. In my opinion, it was no different from my life in prison. "He tried all means to imprison me. He was now so sick that he finally let go. He said that he didn't want to continue the game. He was tired of me and I believed it. But isn't that ridiculous? He lets go only when he's dying. Does this mean that he cares about me? "You are right. When I was at the airport, I kept thinking about how you scolded me. I was running all the time. I didn't just run from him, but from my family as well. "Patrick imprisoned my body. As for me, I imprisoned my heart. "Alright, let's get in. It's a bit cold outside." Gloria felt relaxed after saying that. She stood up.
Gloria picked up the apple from the stable and quietly peeled it. Not long after, the peeled apple was handed to Patrick. The apple emitted a fragrance. Patrick didn't believe what was happening. He didn't dare to take the apple. He didn't know if the apple would disappear the moment he took it. "When will the operation be carried out?" Gloria went straight to the point. She held the peeled apple in her hand. Patrick immediately became alert. He was a little nervous. "Who told you?" "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" She asked again, ignoring his nagging. "The day after tomorrow." He stared at Gloria. In fact, she was more stubborn than him. If she didn't get an answer, she wouldn't give up. Gloria nodded and stuffed Patrick. "Are you not eating it? I peeled it for you." Patrick felt warm in his heart. He had never shown his weaknesses, but now felt tears well up in his eyes. One could even see that his eyes turned red. He
"Look, you're hesitating." Christine was like an invader. She pursued further and didn't let Gloria go. "I just asked you if you still loved him, but you hesitated. Do you really know yourself? "Gloria, in my opinion, you are running away from him. Three years ago, you tried everything you could to escape. Now, you have made no progress at all. You are still escaping. Will you really be at peace at Waikiki Beach? I will be blunt. If you can only remain calm on Waikiki Beach, it means that you have never been calm." Gloria trembled, and her face paled. "Stop it! Enough!" Christine's words echoed in her mind. She wanted to press the pause button but there was simply none. "Gloria, Waikiki Beach is not a pure land. The peace you think is just your escape," Christine said seriously. Christine should not have said this, but she saw some things that the people in the police station did not see. She saw Gloria's hesitation. During the thre
Outside a VIP ward in the hospital, an unexpected figure appeared. "Let him in." In the ward, Patrick nodded. The door opened, and Ellison walked in. "You're really well-informed," Patrick said coldly, his lips pale. "I have my sources. No matter how well you hide it, you can't guarantee that your subordinates won't give themselves away," Ellison said calmly. Patrick smiled, "You don't have to be in such a hurry even though you covet the Hammond Group. After I die, it will be all yours." "Come on." Ellison sat down on a chair. "If you die, all your assets will be given to her." Although he didn't say who she was, Patrick, who was lying on the bed, had a glint in his eyes. "You know me well." "No." Ellison waved his index finger. "It just so happened that I saw a lawyer walk out of the hospital. That lawyer was hired by you personally to serve you and the Hammond Group." "Did you find me just like that?" Patrick asked.
"Don't move. I just want to look at you," Patrick whispered. Gloria only felt that it was strange. When did he learn to be gentle? When she raised her eyes to look at him, she was seized by his eyes. His eyes were like black holes as if swallowing her up. Intense affection seemed to be about to burst out of his eyes in a second. She had never experienced this before. She had never seen Patrick like this before. Before she ran out of patience, he released her. He took a step back, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to her. "Don't you want to leave? I'll let you go." She took the paper and found it was a divorce agreement. As her gaze slid down, Patrick had already signed his name. For a moment, she became even more confused. He had done everything he could to force her to be with him, but now he had taken out the divorce agreement. She didn't understand. Gloria looked at Patrick, her
Half a month had passed. Patrick didn't appear in front of her again. Occasionally, Hank would come back to take a change of clothes and then leave in a hurry. Apart from being confused, the guards in the pack became increasingly serious. Gloria didn't know what had happened. One day, the dark iron gate of Alpha's villa opened again. She saw the familiar Bentley driving in from the second floor from a distance. She looked at the car and fell into a daze. Finally, he came back. She retracted her gaze and did not know how to face him. Just as she was lost in thought, Kevin went to her door and invited her to meet Alpha respectfully. She wanted to ask if she could refuse. However, Kevin turned around and left directly. It was no use delaying. She still went downstairs. Gloria gave a self-mockery chuckle. However, her smile faded quickly. As she got thinner, her face seemed to be sunken. She noticed a
Smoke came out from the gap in the door. Instantly, Hank's expression changed. He shook off Mandy, who was pulling him, took out his key, and opened the door. "Luna Gloria! What is going on?" Before he finished speaking, he choked on the thick smoke and coughed violently. Mandy rushed in. "Gloria, don't scare me! Don't tell me that you want to kill yourself!" Unfortunately, the smoke was too thick, and the flames were everywhere. Hank immediately called the police and tried to rush in. A figure passed him quickly and rushed in. In the blink of an eye, the figure had already rushed into the thick smoke. "Alpha Patrick! You can't go inside! "It's too dangerous!" Hank shouted, but Patrick turned a deaf ear. He looked around the room through the smoke, but Gloria was nowhere to be seen. He immediately rushed to the bedroom door, but the door could not be opened. "Gloria! Open the door! Gloria! Open the
In the ward, Patrick took a chair and sat down. Opposite him was Harry. "She lied to me and came to donate her bone marrow to you." Patrick said, breaking the silence. Harry turned pale and gradually despaired. He said, "I'll go find her! I won't force her to donate her bone marrow!" He stood up and was about to leave. "Gloria was injecting G-CSF. I took her home." Harry calmed down after hearing that. "The donor?" Harry was puzzled. "Your brother." Harry did not know what to say for a moment. "Your brother's match result was a fake. I've known this for a long time. But Gloria doesn't care about it, so I do nothing." Harry wanted to say something. He found that Patrick was so indifferent. Patrick knew the truth, yet he chose to stand aside and watch the farce. "You know Gloria went to the bone marrow bank. Ever since she found out about your condition, she's been asking around to find a suitable donor. I
Patrick paused. The next second, he reached out to cover her eyes and then kissed the back of his hand over them. "You mean a lot to me," he said silently. "Gloria, don't think about running away again. For the rest of your life, you're bound to be with me. You can't get away without my permission." He had already lost his mind. He felt bad for her, yet such a feeling was surpassed by his longing to keep her with him. After everything was over, she said, "I hate you." He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he suppressed the pain in them and said, pretending that he didn't care, "Whatever." He thought, 'You can hate me. Even though you want to hate me, I'm the only one you are going to hate. I don't care about anything else, as long as I'm the only one in your world. You may choose to love me or hate me as you want.' It was just that the moment she said she hated him, he felt his heartache killing him. The day of Harr