All Chapters of I Became An Alpha After Divorce: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Emma's POVI did not know what to do, I just stood there not knowing how to react.Why would he give me his gun?Does he trust me so much that I won't try to misuse the opportunity?Is it some kind of conspiracy to drag me down?Is that gun even real?X furrowed his eyebrows and bent down to match my height, “What is going on inside your tiny brain?”“I don't know if I can trust you.” I said, “I don't even know if you are real.”His eyes softened and he pulled back. He took out his phone and with a single hand, tapped a few times on the screen with his thumb. Once he stopped, my phone vibrated and I checked it.It was a message from X, saying, ‘I am real.’My grip on my phone tightened. There was no denying it anymore! He is indeed the man I have been talking with all this time.I had so many questions in my head.Why did he show up now?Why is he no longer keeping his identity a secret?What are his motives?I opened my mouth to say something but he interfered with me before I could

Alex's POVI was at a loss for words now and my eyes involuntarily scanned Desiree’s face with eyes of suspicion. She looked me back in the eye and all I could see behind those carefully eye-lined eyes were nothing but remorse.I shook my head slightly and saw her again. She was not lying. She seemed to mean everything she had just said.I said, “There is nothing to clear between us. You can leave.”I yanked my bedsheet and stepped out of my bed to go out for some fresh air. I thought my business was done here but she was stubborn. She stood in front of me, barring my path, “Please don't say that. You hate me. I don't want that.”“Why do you care if I hate you or not? I am friends with Emma; I am an enemy, too.” I stepped back, distancing myself from her.She said, “Emma is not my enemy. Why would you think that?”“Are you seriously asking me that after treating her like shit all these years?”Desiree lowered her eyes when she was asked that question. She said, “You can't blame me. S

Emma's POV“Like it?” He asked as he leaned on the car dashboard.“I love it. It's so beautiful.” I said with a smile.“I am glad.” I heard him say. I inhaled the pollution-free air of the hill; it was something I had never experienced before.I don't know when was the last time I found Silvermoon beautiful. Every time I looked at it, all I felt was hatred and disgust. The silence was hindered by the sound of a lighter being flicked. I turned around to see Xavier trying to light up a cigarette.“Hey.” I said and he looked up at me. I shook my head negatively and he understood what I meant.He flicked the lighter close and tucked it in his back pocket, “The lady doesn't like smoke?”“I don't mind usually but don't do it now.” I said, “Besides, is it fun to slowly kill yourself? You might as well jump down this hill if you are so keen on taking your own life.”“I play with my life enough.” He said and stood next to me. He said, “You know, this is my favorite place. I come here whenever

Emma's POVA week passed just like that and there wasn't much development. I was continuing my work at the hospital and my kids were getting busier and busier with school stuff. Alexander was out of the hospital and he resumed his work for the divorce proceedings.This time, we had more evidence of Draven's atrocities and the case was stronger against him. I was heavily relieved because there was a huge chance of the verdict ending in my favour.There was not much time left so I was also going through job listings for once we moved out of this stupid pack.That day, I was in the common room, and we were chatting about the usual things. Our conversation got interrupted when a delivery guy knocked on our door.“Yes?” We all turned to look at him and asked.He checked the package in his hand and said, “I have a delivery for Emma Whitemane.”“Me?” I muttered and we all looked at each other in confusion.Sonia was the one who directed him towards me, “That's her. Emma Whitemane.”The deliv

Emma's POVThe security guard did not answer our question but it was quite loud by his expressions that it was the case. My eyebrows knit themselves together, “This is ridiculous. We are coming back from work, we don't have time to put on something fancy for a bar.”“That sounds like a ‘you’ problem. I have seen plenty like you; you get your sugar daddy to get you the membership and walk in with your poor etiquette, corrupting the whole environment.”“Mister, watch your tone.” Sonia stepped in to defend me, “You can't just bad mouth us by assuming random things.”“I am assuming?” The guard laughed, “Florence is not a place everyone can hang out in. Just look around, this is not the place you belong.”I said, “We might not have money to squander on fancy dresses like this, but it doesn't mean that we don't fit in here, or you can stop us from entering.”“Yes, the only thing that we need to enter is the membership and we have that right here.” Sonia added.The guard, however, refused to