All Chapters of I Don't Remember Loving You, Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ElaineMy mood lightens more upon hearing this from Liz. “Oh really?!” Liz chuckled. “Yes, really! Good thing he was available. He was pretty in demand these days.” I smiled, feeling grateful for how reliable Liz was. A flashback played out vividly in my head as I thought of the scene that led me to this.Flashback…I called my close friend Liz to rant about the upcoming humiliation awaiting me at the Alpha Conference. As expected, Liz was livid. I took a deep breath and dropped the bomb I had been thinking about since I got out of the hospital. “I am planning to divorce Tristan soon.” Liz turned silent for a while as the tension hovered above us. She let go of a deep sigh before speaking again. “I really hate Tristan for what he did to you. Believe me, I will support you on this up to the end. But you have to think this through. Once you choose this route, you have to stand by it. At your state, are you ready to face the consequences?” Liz asked softly, her concern palpable.I

ElaineI was startled for a second by her sudden touch. It seemed like she had read my mind. I hated to admit it, but I felt jealous of his wife for having such a devoted husband. My forgotten memories led me to ask if Tristan had treated me in a similar way before.Did he?Nah, I guess not. Tristan was a jerk, and Liz’s testimony and his current actions proved that. Perhaps if he had, this divorce would never have happened or even been considered in the first place. I mean, who in the right mind would divorce a husband who his wife well?Liz didn’t let go of my arm while driving. She showed her support in such a loving way, and I appreciated it in my heart so much. After a few moments, Liz suddenly asked, “What’s the plan after the divorce? Anything in mind?”I paused for a moment, thinking about the future. “I’m not entirely sure yet. I just want to find myself again, you know? Maybe travel, focus on my career, or pick up a hobby I’ve always wanted to try. But mostly, I just want t

ElaineFinally, Wednesday came. I kept checking my watch. “Don’t you think we’re too early?”Liz swallowed the cake she was eating before responding. “An hour early isn’t bad. Remember, this lawyer isn’t just any lawyer you can get. And besides, I’m here to entertain you!”I took a sip from my latte, trying to calm my nerves. Today was the day I would meet the wolf who would stand with me in this battle. I poked Liz's arm to get her attention and asked, "Tell me, bestie, how did you find this guy?"Liz poured out the details while checking her phone. "Gamma Lucian became our family lawyer when my mom decided to get divorced. He’s the one who led my mom through everything. He’s a respected man and a perfect fit for the job. You’ll see once you talk to him."I took another sip from my latte. "Is that so..."I was about to ask another question when a deep, old voice came from behind. "Greetings, Liz."Startled, I turned around. "I apologize for that. Mind if I sit here?" the man asked.I

Tristan“Why can’t I get it right?” I threw the pen I was holding, watching it shatter against the wall. I tried to act cool and calm, but Elaine’s confident smile and mockery kept replaying in my mind, making it impossible to focus on the papers in front of me. I yanked at my tie and took a deep breath.I was upset, wondering what went wrong. Elaine used to tremble in my presence and cower in fear whenever I was around. She was a weakling who listened to my every demand. But now, she was like a wild predator ready to devour her prey. What the hell happened? How did she end up like that?I growled and gripped the side of my desk. The poor, helpless puppy I used to control had turned into a mad dog, ready to bite me at any moment. My breathing became shallow as frustration ate at me. I couldn’t believe my puppet had gained the strength to cut her strings and move on her own. It felt like Elaine had been reborn. I couldn’t recognize my own wife anymore. She was a different person, some

Elaine“Finally!” Satisfied, I stared at my living room after a long day of cleaning. What better way to start integrating myself into my new apartment than by making it feel truly mine?Feeling tired, I sat down on the light brown couch and rested my body, even putting my legs up on the coffee table for extra comfort."Aghh, this feels great," I sighed, taking in the results of my hard work. With some spare money, I managed to make the apartment look better. I bought a few things to liven it up, like the vase on top of the coffee table. The fake daffodils in the vase added a touch of life to the room. And it wasn’t just that—I also got matching items for the kitchen and new curtains for every window.A smile spread across my face. Finally, the place was starting to feel like home.Later that evening, I decided to reward myself for all the effort. I lit some scented candles, turned on my favorite playlist, and settled back on the couch with a good book. The soft glow from the candles