All Chapters of I Don't Remember Loving You, Alpha: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ElaineToday was such an important day for Roma Aesthetics, with Mr. Smith set to have an emergency meeting involving a critical project with the department heads. As Mr. Smith’s secretary, it fell upon me to prepare for this crucial gathering. Without hesitation, I sprang into action, meticulously curating the agenda, gathering crucial documents, and ensuring the meeting room was flawlessly set up, leaving no detail overlooked. I waited for them patiently while holding my clipboard, ready to jot down notes as usual.A few minutes later, the participants arrived. Everyone was seated in their respective seats, waiting for Mr. Smith to arrive. When he did, he took his place at the head of the table.Nancy Green from marketing sat to his right, looking especially pleased with herself. She never missed a chance to remind us of her importance. To her left were John Carter from client relations and Karen Mitchell from the creative team, both experienced and respected in their fields. A few m

ElaineMy mood soured upon seeing Tristan. He was wearing a blue nylon jacket with a white shirt underneath, chinos, and white sneakers. He had this boy-next-door charm that I rarely saw in him. What was even more surprising was that he was smiling at me, far from the grumpy demeanor he usually displayed.Weird!“Hi, Elaine. How are you today?” he asked, wearing his friendliest smile. I didn’t want to sound conceited, but I had a feeling that Tristan was trying to impress me with his look. Admittedly, he looked different with his slicked-back hairstyle. It was a far cry from his usual strict and ruthless appearance. He looked more relaxed and, well, happy.And yet, I wasn’t impressed. I didn’t know the reason behind this facade, but I knew better than to trust him with anything.“Good, until you came to ruin my day,” I answered, rolling my eyes. Tristan smirked and caressed his chin. It seemed he was in the mood to ruin my day further.“Oh, don’t be like that, honey. I’m just here to s

TrsitanThe night was heavy with silence as I stormed into the Alpha mansion. My thoughts were still consumed by my previous encounter with Elaine. I clenched my fists, realizing why Elaine didn’t even bother to listen to me. How could I execute my plan if it was bound to fail from the start because of one she-wolf’s stupidity?My eyes were ablaze with fury, thinking about Megan and her antics. My presence commanded immediate attention as I slammed the door behind me. The noise reverberated through the silent halls of the mansion, enough to make the maids shudder in fear as they gathered in the hallway to greet me. They must have sensed the storm brewing within me as I saw their faces, a mix of fear and concern."Welcome home, Alpha," one of them stammered, her voice trembling as she bowed.I looked at her with an icy-cold stare. "Where is Megan?"The maid hesitated, her eyes darting nervously. "S=She’s in the kitchen, Alpha."Without wasting another second, I stormed towards the kitch

Tristan I stormed down the hallway of our family's sprawling estate, each step echoing my anger and frustration. My heart pounded with betrayal as I approached the ornate study where my parents often gathered after dinner. Pushing open the heavy doors, I confronted them. “Is it true that you asked the doctors to give Shawn’s heart to Elaine Scott?” My mother and father looked at each other. I saw my Mom nod at Dad, signaling him to speak. “We owed Elaine," he said firmly as if that justified everything. My jaw dropped from what he said. I honestly hoped that Megan and the doctor were telling some lies about my best friend’s death but apparently, it was the most bitter truth I had to swallow. Stunned, I only managed to ask, “Why? Why would you do that?” My father's eyes were cold and unyielding, devoid of remorse. " "She saved your mother's life. Without her, your mother would have died." I staggered back, stunned by his words. "So, Shawn's life was the price?" B

ElaineMy hands clenched into fists, and I could feel the heat rising in my face. My breath came in short, sharp bursts as I struggled to composure as I continued talking to Tristan."Are you kidding? I hate them! So, call someone to pick up your garbage, or else...""Else what?" he challenged"Else I’ll kill you, got that?!" I yelled, my voice shaking with fury. I slammed down the phone, the loud bang echoing in my ears. My body trembled with anger, my hands shaking as I massaged my temples, trying to calm down. My head throbbed in pain. How did I tolerate being married to this jerk for three years? The thought of all those wasted years made my stomach churn, and I felt a wave of nausea. This wolf was the worst. Tristan was the worst thing that ever happened to me.I leaned back in my chair, realizing my anger had drained some of my energy. That was when I noticed a single stem of deep pink rose sitting quietly on my desk. Attached to it was a small white card that read:I bit my low