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
Third Person's POVLuana tightly embraced Clarissa, hoping to alleviate her pain.Clarissa, however, patted her back with a smile and said, "It's alright. After finding out the truth, I was devastated for a while, but then I pulled myself together. I installed surveillance cameras and recorded every moment of their infidelity, which I sent to my lawyer."I won the lawsuit, but I couldn't get the house back. I could only recover the mortgage payments, the money I spent on him, and compensation for emotional distress..."However, what I didn't expect was that someone would expose Albert's bigamy online, ruining his reputation. His company fired him, and no other major firms would hire him. As far as I know, his current salary isn't even enough to cover the mortgage. Plus, his mother has cancer, which is why he keeps begging at my door."Clarissa's voice turned cold as she continued, "He thinks I'm still the naive woman I once was, that if he kneels a
Clarissa took a deep breath, opened the bedside table, and took out a marriage certificate, handing it to Luana."You two weren't entirely meant to miss each other. At least he kept his promise from when you were young and married you."Seeing the marriage certificate, Luana's eyes welled up.She reached out and slowly unfolded it...Name: LuanaName: AlbionBeside them was a composite photo of the two, dressed in white shirts, with a red background, their faces beaming with happiness.When Luana was eighteen, she had asked Albion, "When are you going to marry me?"Albion, engrossed in a book at the time, looked up and playfully tapped her nose with his pen, saying, "When I'm capable of giving you happiness."Luana pouted, dissatisfied, "But when will that be?"Albion held up his book and replied, "After I've mastered all this knowledge and become someone worthy, then I'll marry you."Luana rested her chin
Last time, it was her negligence that failed to keep Albion by her side. This time, she was determined to do everything in her power to protect Luana.Clarissa raised her hand and gently patted Luana's shoulder, hoping to offer some warmth.Time ticked by, and they remained in the same position until a man in a gray suit approached.Clarissa looked up at him, noticing his gaze fixed on Luana, and her tension grew.Before she could inquire about his identity, the man stepped forward and gently pushed Luana's head with his slender fingers."It's ten o'clock. It's time to go home..."Luana, recognizing Dorian's voice, didn't lift her head, her lifeless eyes fixed on the floor.Dorian frowned at her silence, then bent down slightly and spoke patiently, "Dorothy, come home with me."Luana raised her weary head and said, "I don't want to go home today..."She wanted to stay and support Clarissa, to quietly live for herself for
She couldn't believe it. Even with the news reports and Clarissa's own words, she still refused to accept it.Albion, the gentle and considerate young man who had cherished her, how could he have taken his own life in such a tragic way? It was impossible.Luana shook her head in disbelief. "No, he wouldn't do this..."Clarissa stepped forward and embraced Luana. She felt Luana's body growing cold, and her heart ached."Luana, I don't want to believe it either, but..."Clarissa's words trailed off, tears streaming down her face.Three years ago, fearing Albion might do something rash, she had followed him to the cemetery.There, she found no sign of Albion, only bloodstains on the tombstone.Her unease grew as she searched for him, but he was nowhere to be found.The next day, the news reported that Coburn Group's CEO, Calvert, had committed suicide at the cemetery.Only then did she realize Albion had truly done s
"Clarissa..." Albert wept and pleaded, "My mom has cancer, I got fired from my job, and the baby still needs milk. For the sake of our years together, treat me like a beggar and spare me a little help.""If you were truly a beggar, I'd give you some money to send you on your way, but you're not..."A clear voice cut through the air, tinged with exhaustion, coldness, and a hint of ruthlessness. "You're nothing but scum!""Clarissa!""Gag him and get him out of my sight!"At the command, the bodyguards immediately seized Albert and shoved him into the elevator."Humph, this despicable man!"Luana followed the voice and spotted a familiar figure leaning against the bar.The woman had a slender figure, waist-length curly hair, and fair, slender fingers holding a slender cigarette, while her other hand toyed with a wine glass.She tilted her head, staring into the red wine in her glass, as if observing another world from afar
Upon learning of this possibility, Cline simply said, "Thank you," and hung up the phone.He gazed once more in the direction the black luxury car had vanished, now more certain than ever that Dorian had taken his Luana.However, he refused to believe they were husband and wife.Russell arrived with the bodyguards in a hurry, seeing Cline standing in front of the smashed Bugatti.Thinking Cline's car had been in an accident, he quickly approached."Mr. Moriarty, are you alright? Did you take too much sleeping pill and start hallucinating again?"For the past three years, Cline had been plagued by insomnia, clutching two mementos of Luana and struggling to sleep through the night.Russell, worried about his health, had obtained some sleeping pills from Eva.Little did he know, Cline had become addicted to them. Later, Russell found out that the medication could induce hallucinations when taken in excess.It was these hall
Cline's brow twitched, his eyes filled with disdain as he regarded Dorian.He strode quickly to Luana, extending his hand with an unyielding tone, "Come with me."Before Luana could refuse, Dorian swiftly acted, his long arm encircling her shoulder and pulling her tightly into his embrace. A provocative smile played on his lips as he challenged, "On what grounds?"Cline's vision sharpened with pain, witnessing Luana clinging to Dorian, their bodies pressed close. A surge of rage erupted within him."Because I love her!"Cline's voice trembled yet rang out loud and clear, eight years of pent-up emotions bursting forth like a flood breaking its dam.Dorian, noticing the bloodshot eyes and the fervor in Cline's gaze, felt a flicker of realization. He glanced down at Luana in his arms.Her expression was calm, a faint smile curling her lips as if she had just heard an absurd joke, detached and indifferent.Not only did Dorian not l
Dorian rolled his eyes at the scene and impatiently pushed open the car door, stepping out to approach the Bugatti.He bent down and knocked on the window, "Dorothy, get out now."Luana, upon hearing Dorian's voice, froze for a moment before pushing away from Cline, who was still kissing her.Her breathing was slightly labored as she coldly instructed, "Open the door. My husband's here!"Cline's body stiffened. He averted his gaze from Luana and slowly looked at the man outside.Dorian, dressed in a gray suit, was impeccably neat. His handsome face and aristocratic demeanor made him look distinguished and aloof. Cline didn't care about Dorian's appearance, but he was annoyed that Dorian had called her Dorothy, not Luana.Cline swiftly fastened Luana's seatbelt and started the car, speeding out of the parking lot without another word.Dorian watched the Bugatti speed away, a look of frustration crossing his face.He muttered tha
Cline turned on the air conditioning, leaned sideways, and drew closer to Luana.His long, thick lashes lowered as he gazed at the petite Luana, his eyes revealing a longing he had never shown before."Luana..."He uttered her name as if it had taken all his strength.Luana opened her mouth to retort, but Cline suddenly gripped the back of her head with one hand, pressing her into his embrace.He whispered into her ear, "I... miss you so much."For three years, he had thought of her obsessively, to the point of madness, sleeplessness, and even hallucinations from medication.Now that he had found her alive and well, how could he let her go so easily?A flicker of disbelief crossed Luana's previously calm face, followed by a cold sneer in her heart.Would Cline truly miss her? He had never cared before. How could he miss her now?Was it because she was gone, and he couldn't find anyone to replace Runa, that he reme