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The Abused Luna's Comeback-Chapter 115 - 5 From His Ruthelessness
Chapter 115 From His Ruthelessness
[Rose’s P.O.V.)
I heard the banging of the door. It was my mate.
The bedroom fell silent. Everyone was at a loss at what to do.
I got up, walked to the door, and opened it. I could sense Patrick and Ad immediately standing behind me.
“Edward, what are you trying to do?” asked I to him.
“I should be the one asking you this. What are you talking about behind my back?” He looked down at me, his eyes filled with disgust and disdain.
“We didn’t say anything. You’re being paranoid.” I didn’t want to cause any trouble here, so I walked towards my room. But just as I stepped out of the door, I saw my clothes and belongings, as well as our photos thrown out of our room.
I turned around to look at him. At this moment, my heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
“Oh, I told you to get lost, but you dawdled and refused to leave. So I had to personally help you deal with it.” 𝙛𝑟𝑒e𝘸𝑒𝗯𝘯𝗼𝘃el.𝒄𝒐m
“Edward, you shouldn’t talk to Luna like that!” Luna Taylor spoke exasperatedly to him as everyone walked into the corridor.
“Don’t talk to me so loudly, not even my parents are allowed to do so. I’ve been too gentle with you all this time. You’ve forgotten how to fear an Alpha.” He looked around at everyone, then went back to our bedroom and slammed the door.
I knelt and started to pack up my things on the floor. There were even some sexy underwear that Jane had bought for me. All my privacy was thrown out by my mate and displayed in front of my friends and family.
Diana bent over to help me and Jane brought me a suitcase from her room. I put all my stuff in the suitcase, along with a photos.
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“Tomorrow I’ll have Dr. Baldwin do a full body check to see what’s wrong with him!” Alpha Lyon was furious. “But before that, Rose, I’ll have to trouble you to go to the guest room to rest. I don’t want you to be hurt because of Edward’s current uncertainty.”
“Okay, I can go to my office.”
“Rose, my good child. You’re pregnant. The office won’t let you rest well.” Aunt Taylor came over and held my hand.
“Honestly, it doesn’t make a difference where I rest right now.”
“I apologize to you on behalf of Edward. Please bear with me. We’ll definitely find out what’s wrong with him.” This lady who was already over fifty years old hung her head before me as her tears fell on the back of my hand. This reminded me of my mother. “Luna Taylor, you’re like a mother to me. You don’t have to apologize to me for this.” Her tears fell even harder and she pulled me into her arms. But I couldn’t respond to her hug. I was exhausted from cleaning up the mess on the floor.
My lover, whom I considered my mate, had just ordered me to be evicted. He even hated the child I was pregnant with.
Everyone accompanied me to my office because I insisted on staying here. Ad and Jane quickly brought me toiletries and other things I needed. After they were done fussing over me, I told them that I was tired and wanted to rest. Everyone tactfully left but not before Patrick and Ad telling me that they would be there for me if I needed anything.
After they left, I stood quietly in the office, looking around. Everything here had been carefully arranged for me by Edward. I couldn’t believe that our relationship would be so easily destroyed by some ‘God’s’ will. Everything was too weird.
‘Rose, are you okay?’
After I washed up and lay down on the sofa, Charlotte entered my mind.
‘Do you think I’ll be okay?’
‘My connection to Champion is very weak.’
‘I thought it was just me and Edward.’ ‘Don’t you think it’s unnatural? Maybe he’s been under some kind of dark magic? Or bewitched by something?’
‘We’ve discussed this. They’ll take him to Dr. Baldwin for a checkup tomorrow and I’ll ask Alonso and Susanna for help.’
“OK, but just to remind you, if your bond with Edward is broken, the vampires will find you faster.’
Oh, I almost forgot about that, or maybe I haven’t thought about it at all.
‘Popeye, I’ll be holding on for awhile. I love you so much. Please tell me you do, too?’