Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225: I can’t lose you, Zilia

"Estelle, will you take Idris back to the palace?" Casaio asked.

"Of course, Your Highness," Estelle replied with a respectful nod. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Idris turned to Zilia and hugged her tightly once more. "Please get plenty of rest, Sister."

Zilia managed a small smile as she ruffled his hair. "And don’t cause trouble there, alright?"

"I won’t," Idris promised before heading toward the door with Estelle.

Zilia watched him leave, waving softly until the door closed behind them. A moment later, the car in the parking lot pulled away, taking her little brother back to the safety of the palace.

The room fell silent until Casaio broke it.

"I told you to take your suppressants."

Zilia sank onto the couch, her shoulders heavy with fatigue. "I did," she replied, rubbing her forehead with her fingers.

Casaio’s expression darkened. He took a slow step forward. "Then why is your scent flooding the entire house? Your pheromones are everywhere. Do you even realize how reckless that is?"

She looked up at him sharply, her brows knitting together. "Why can you feel them so strongly?" she shot back. "And why do you care anyway? Stop pretending I matter to you."

Her voice trembled in frustration and buried emotions.

Casaio didn’t respond immediately, but he was angry with her reaction.

But Zilia had already turned her face away. "Just leave me alone, Casaio. I don’t want your presence near me."

"Why? Do I bother you so much even after I rejected you?" Casaio questioned.

Zilia glared at him, lowering her hand, not wanting to drop into another argument with him. Standing up, she decided to go back to her room when Casaio grasped her arm tightly.

"Let go of my arm," Zilia said in a firm tone.

"We could’ve been a happy family together," Casaio said. "You think it’s easy for me to be away from you. I hate it that I still feel so strongly for you," he muttered, his nostrils flaring in anger.

Zilia gazed into his eyes, her irritation vanishing away as she felt him step closer to her. Why was he doing that? After everything that conspired between them, was Casaio truly showing the tiniest bit of his affection again?

"Ahh!" Zilia winced in pain. It wasn’t out of love this time.

"Cas, please stop," Zilia said.

"Why? Didn’t you want this?" Casaio murmured in her ear, his lips traveling down to her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses there.

Zilia couldn’t deny him. She desired him. But she was too afraid of being crushed later by his words when he would do. The thing was he loved her, but also hated her, which was scarier than anything else.

Casaio pulled away and peered into her eyes. Her cheeks looked flushed, tainted with the deep hue of red, amusing him.

"You also have feelings for me, don’t you?" Casaio asked.

"Why are you doing this?" Zilia asked, tears reaching the edges of her eyes.

"And why did you destroy us?" Casaio asked. "My mind keeps asking me why I couldn’t see if your love was fake or real. Even now, I can’t see what is true about you. Your sufferings make me feel pathetic. I couldn’t protect you. But when I think about your betrayal, I feel you deserved it. My brain has been torn apart thinking about all of this all the time. Will you take the responsibility for the damage you’ve done to me? I can’t lose you, Zilia. I can’t. That’s what my heart speaks all the time. Tell me how are we supposed to go back together to the time when we both were so in love? We still are, but hate is present equally."

Zilia’s heart was crushed to hear those words. She averted her gaze from him, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She wished she could answer him, but even she didn’t know anymore what she should call the relationship between them.

"Forgive me. That’s all I have to say. Just find a woman who loves you more than me," Zilia whispered after some time.