Alpha's Regret: False Mate, True Luna novel Chapter 137

I woke up suddenly, drenched in sweat and trembling all over.

Dim light filtered through the window, casting vague shadows in the hospital room. The door to the adjacent caregiver’s room was pulled open, and l’erris rushed in. Seeing I was alright, his tense expression relaxed slightly.

“What’s wrong?” he asked me in a low voice.

I bit my lip, my eyes reddening: “I dreamed that I died.”

That dream was too real, as if the knife had actually pierced my throat. I could even feel the warmth of blood gushing out in that instant.

When I mentioned the word “death,” Ferris’s expression changed slightly, as if touched by something. He came over, reached out to hold me in his arms, gently patting my back, his voice becoming as gentle as possible:

“You’re not dead, I’m here.” He paused, then added softly, “Don’t be afraid.”

His embrace was warm, yet unfamiliar. It took me a while to recover from the nightmare.

I looked up at him, but because the light was too dim, I couldn’t make out his expression clearly.

“Thank you.” After saying this softly, I slowly pulled away from his hands and lay back down on the bed.

My politeness and distance clearly made him uncomfortable. Instead of returning to the adjacent room as usual, he pulled back the covers and lay down beside me, then pulled me back into his arms.

My body stiffened, and I was about to speak when I heard him say in a low voice: “If you have anything troubling you, you can actually tell me.”

My throat felt blocked, unable to speak.

The wind and rain outside suddenly intensified, beating against the windows with a rushing sound, and the originally hot air became much cooler.

I had been very afraid, but now being held by him like this, actually felt a sense of security.

I still remembered that he had mild germophobia. In our three years of marriage, he had never held me like this.

But now, everything had changed.

“Terris, do you still hate me?” I asked him softly.

His hand obviously paused.

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Chapter 137

Before he could answer, I murmured again: “I don’t understand…”

He didn’t speak, just held me tighter.

Can’t people change? I didn’t know what his current emotions were, and he probably couldn’t explain them clearly himself.

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