Alpha's Regret: False Mate, True Luna novel Chapter 208

My heart suddenly clenched.

He said it was his first time being someone’s husband. What about me? Wasnt also my first time being someone’s wife?

But I didn’t answer, just looked up at him with only coldness in my eyes.

“Ferris, go back to Silver Moon pack. Don’t make me hate you more and more

He held me, his body stiffening slightly, his voice hoarse: “I won’t go back. I have all the time and patience in the world.”

I understood him even less, and the questions in my heart gradually accumulated into anger I couldn’t suppress.

“Haven’t you always disliked me?” I stared at him, my voice turning cold. “Why are you clinging to me now?”

His throat moved, momentarily speechless.

“Because I never thought about divorce,” he said, then got up and lifted the covers.

He walked to the door, looked back at me once, his tone low and calm: “When you need anything, just find me. From now on, I’m your landlord.”

I didn’t even know when he left. That night, I contacted my previous landlord and learned that the apartment had been sold, with Ferris as the buyer.

I could only have someone change the electronic lock overnight.

Work couldn’t stop. I had recently completed an improved version of an antiviral agent with breakthroughs in ingredient ratios and absorption rates. An international pharmaceutical company’s boss was interested in this project and proposed a face–to–face meeting to discuss cooperation and profit sharing.

The person was in this city. I organized my materials early and prepared contract documents, wanting to secure this deal.

Because of the previous “breakup fee” I gave Ferris, my funds were tight. If this cooperation could be negotiated, it would be enough to sustain my independent laboratory for several years.

We met at a five–star hotel. The company representative was from Los Angeles reportedly well–funded. He wore a standard custom suit, was tall, and had an imposing presence.

“Miss Moonveil?” When he saw me, he was obviously stunned, probably not expecting the mysterious legendary medical researcher to be a young

woman.

“That’s me.” I extended my hand. “Pleasure to meet you.”

He gripped my hand with what seemed like a sincere smile, but his gaze made me instinctively uncomfortable.

I was about to withdraw my hand when he suddenly tightened his grip, his eyes roaming over my face: “Miss, you’re very beautiful.”

I wasn’t unfamiliar with harassment. Young, independent women in business always attracted unwelcome attention.

I calmly withdrew my hand: “Let’s discuss business.”

He sat down, chuckled, and licked his lips.

“Are all you medical researchers… conservative?”

My expression darkened: “Are all you businessmen this rude?”

My expression changed, anger flaring uncontrollably as I grabbed my bag to leve

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