Alpha's Regret: False Mate, True Luna novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157

I noticed the probing look in his eyes, my tone also turning cold: “I told her that yesterday you abandoned me to see Ashley. Is that acceptable?”

Ferris’s peripheral vision caught my unnatural expression, but he didn’t continue questioning.

I stepped back, avoiding his burning gaze: “I’m going to freshen up.”

After just two steps, he suddenly grabbed my hand from behind, holding me tightly. His breathing was hot and heavy against my ear: “Let’s continue.”

I froze completely.

Before I could voice my refusal, his kisses had already fallen on my cheek and neck, with an irrepressible urgency and longing.

“I don’t want to…” I quickly pushed against him, my voice slightly trembling.

Only then did he stop, breathing heavily, as if about to lose control of something.

I don’t know when it started, but ever since that time, he had become increasingly unable to control his desire for me, and increasingly… unable to be apart from me.

“Why?” His voice was low and hoarse, his gaze obscure.

Before I could answer, he pressed further: “What exactly do you want? Tell me!!”

“As long as it’s something I can give, I’ll give it all to you!”

This was the first time I had seen Ferris so helpless.

He had investigated my background, knew about my past with Adrian, but he still couldn’t understand why I kept rejecting him, wanting to escape from his life.

He held me tighter, his arms like iron clamps around me, my shoulders aching from the pressure.

“Let go of me.” I gritted my teeth.

But he refused to let go, always feeling that the moment he released me, I would disappear again.

Just as we were at an impasse, the doorbell suddenly rang from downstairs, breaking the stagnant air in the room.

He commanded coldly: “Come here.”

Chapter 157

I could see his momentary bewilderment, as if he had realized something.

Apart from knowing I liked flowers and had mentioned wanting to return to my hometown and visit Tokyo… he actually didn’t know what else I wanted.

His silence made me feel irritated, so I spoke first, as if reminding him, and also reminding myself:

“Didn’t we agree? We won’t continue being husband and wife.”

Ferris’s throat moved, his voice dry: “What do you mean ‘we agreed‘? That was clearly your unilateral decision.”

I laughed coldly.

Unilateral decision?

When he abandoned me to see Ashley, did he consult with me?

If all decisions needed both people’s agreement, then when had he ever asked for my opinion about all those things

he did to me?