All Chapters of Escaping My Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After ten years of war in the southern territory, my boyfriend Nick finally returned. When he said he wanted to marry me, my heart raced with excitement. At that moment, I thought I had finally found my place in the world. However, after becoming pregnant, I accidentally discovered a full terabyte of intimate videos featuring him and my best friend, Sherry, on his computer, along with his journal filled with declarations of love for her.Then, I checked his secondary WhatsApp account. Although Sherry had already blocked him, he still sent her love messages, confession videos, and voice recordings.I completely lost it and confronted him, which led to a huge argument. After that, I left home, hoping to make him understand my anger and devastation. When I went to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, I saw Nick down on one knee in the hospital lobby, holding roses. For a moment, I thought he was begging for my forgiveness.In that instant, a spark of happiness flickered in my he

I yelled, "Nick, you're not the one whose tendons were torn, who can't stand for long periods, and who lost their entire dream! How dare you ask me to forgive the terrible woman who destroyed my future?"Years ago, Sherry came at me with a knife—she was not just trying to hurt me; she was trying to kill me. The only reason I was still alive was because Nick had thrown himself in front of me and taken the hit instead. And because of that, he believed I owed him an eternal debt of gratitude because he had saved my life. Now, in his mind, since he had forgiven Sherry, I was supposed to do the same—it was ridiculous. Nick's patience finally snapped. "Flora, I'm doing this for your own good. You've always been a loner. You never had any friends except Sherry. Why can't you just let go of the past and be friends again?"His voice carried the authority of an Alpha, as if he truly believed he was acting in my best interest. All the gentleness and warmth he once showed me was gone. In h

The owner of the bridal shop called me. "Flora, does Alpha Nick have a twin brother? Someone who looks just like him brought a woman in, saying she was trying on your wedding dress for you. He even asked me to alter the dress to her size!"I kept my voice calm. "It's fine. Just do what he says. Make sure he pays for it."Later, Nick brought back two outfits for me to try on. I ignored him while coldly watching as he caressed the wedding gown that had been altered to Sherry's measurements, his eyes full of tenderness. He was clearly fantasizing about Sherry wearing the dress and marrying him, his face radiating happiness."Flora, it's a trend now for bridesmaids and the Luna to wear extravagant dresses," he said casually. "It's fine with me," I replied.My wedding gown, worth hundreds of thousands, had been altered to fit Sherry, while the other cheap, off-the-rack dress was in my size. I was nothing more than a background decoration in Nick's eyes—a dull, insignificant shadow st

That was when I remembered to check my phone and discovered over a hundred missed calls—all from one person: Nick. It was more calls than he had made to me in the entire past decade combined.I wondered if my phone had caught a virus because both my WhatsApp and Messages exploded with notifications the moment I opened them. They were all from Nick too.I did not want to read any of them and was about to turn off my phone when his call came through. He asked frantically, "Flora! Thank the Moon Goddess, you finally answered! Where did you go?"He continued, "I kept calling, and you wouldn't pick up. You didn't reply to my messages either. Do you have any idea how worried I was?"I knew that day you didn't like that dress, right? It's all my fault for being too busy and overlooking it. I'll order you a new one—just don't be mad at me, okay?"He added, "You even cut up the card I gave you. Was it because you thought the money wasn't enough? That was everything in my personal account!

My mother and Francis had heard most of my conversation with Nick, and they looked at me with concern. I felt differently though—a brand-new future stretched before me, and the suffering of the past had finally faded like dust in the wind.Back home, I enjoyed delicious meals daily, felt at ease, and grew more energetic with each passing day. My biggest concern was my visible weight gain, which for a dancer like me, felt practically sinful.When the top dance company's manager heard I had returned, he reached out and invited me to be their choreographer and mentor. I found myself back on stage again, directing rehearsals, even busier than before. Each day, I immersed myself in the dance career I loved, finding greater fulfillment as a seasoned professional. During my free time, Francis, my other family, and friends took turns taking me sightseeing, out for afternoon tea, and to concerts.I understood they were trying their best to keep me occupied, making sure my life was full of