All Chapters of Cruel Alpha's Marriage Proposal : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Still, he wasn't convinced it wouldn't be too much trouble to bring it all up again. It would certainly be easier if he could speak to someone about it himself, but he knew that wasn't really possible.Before long, their conversation turned towards other things, but he remained distracted throughout the rest of the afternoon. As soon as they finished eating, he quickly got up to return to his room. The thought of talking to his mother about the nightmare bothered him far more than he would have expected. Not only was it bothering him, but he also feared that it could become a real concern. If he told her about it, it was highly likely she wouldn't approve. In fact, she would most likely tell him to forget about talking to her about it, to let it go, and to move on with his life. It was almost as if she wanted him to suffer all over again.However, he knew that she wasn't going to allow that. That's why he didn't want to say anything until after Christmas vacation was over. He was a

"That's good. I don't mean to pressure you.""Don't worry about it," he told her. "I think I need to think about it more. I'm not that close with anyone anyway. And it wouldn't hurt to try, even if I don't end up doing it.""Alright, then. Good luck with that, okay?"He nodded his head. "I'll definitely need it."She laughed a little at that. "And I guess I should leave you alone now. You've been working hard today, huh? Do you still feel like studying now?""No, I'm done now," he replied. "I didn't realise how hungry I am until now. But you know, I'll probably be able to stay here for a bit longer than planned. I'll probably be leaving in the afternoon so…""Ah, okay. If you don't mind me asking, is your brother going to be coming over again?"He nodded. "Yeah. Probably. Why?"She blinked. "You know, he's kind of been hanging out around here a lot recently. It's just weird that he isn't home all the time.""He's probably just busy," he answered, frowning slightly. "Anyway, I'll be

The walls seemed to shine with a light that made the colors seem brighter than usual, as though they reflected the rays of sunlight that came through the window.In the middle of the room was a small rocking chair, with a blanket draped over its arms. An old photo sat on the wooden chest in the corner. It was one of him and his father, although it had been taken several years ago. His father's arms were wrapped around his waist. His father's face was pressed into the crook of his neck, leaving a light kiss on his skin. There was also a flower tucked neatly between his father's teeth, a white rose petal falling from his lips. They were both smiling, and they looked as though they were having the time of their lives.There were no pictures of Max's mother anywhere. Not even a single picture of his own. He guessed that she never bothered to keep any of his photos up after his disappearance.They walked into the kitchen where the coffee machine was. It was silent, save for the sound of

Max opened his eyes quickly, only to find that it wasn’t real. He glanced around the room, seeing nothing out of the ordinary except the furniture that sat on the floor. After a few moments passed by, Max turned to face his father. His father met his gaze and gave him a small smile. “Everything is fine now, Max.”Max smiled back at his father as he slowly began to realise why everything had been different since his mother’s funeral.For the first time in years, he felt completely content.As Max awoke the following morning, he could feel his body trembling. For a brief instant, he wondered whether the shaking was because he hadn’t slept well or if he was cold, but then he remembered that his clothes were nowhere near as heavy as they had once been. His body had been freed from the shackles of his past life and his mind from the torment that he had endured.He looked around and realised that he was lying upon his bed and that he was still wearing the clothes that he had worn the pre

Everything seemed so calm and peaceful. He breathed deeply in through his nose, exhaling through his mouth. After letting out a short laugh, he opened his eyes and continued walking towards the cafeteria, deciding to give himself a moment to calm down.Soon enough, he arrived at the cafeteria and made his way inside. He spotted her chatting away with some of her friends and he couldn’t help but smile. She was such a bubbly girl, he loved to watch her talk. However, he wasn’t too interested in listening to their conversation since the day was already starting to heat up and he knew that his mother would probably soon yell at him for having forgotten about lunch and making them late. “Hey, Max,” he called out to him as he approached them, grinning widely.“Morning!” he replied. “How are you today?” he asked.He shrugged his shoulders. “Eh, I’m good. You?” he asked, as Max plopped himself down in front of the empty seat beside him.“Good, good. So what did everyone else decide to do af