After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 102: Sophia’s Suicide

Chapter 102 Sophia’s Suicide

(Elena’s POV)

I stared at my phone, my finger hovering over the send button. The message I was about to post in the

hospital staff group chat would change everything.

“Before I didn’t want to expose it, but now I can’t bear it anymore!

With those words, I attached the image of my mating certificate with Marcus Blackwood. Six years of silence,

six years of enduring whispers and rumors about being someone’s mistress, were about to end.

I pressed send

The response was immediate. My phone began buzzing incessantly with notifications. I watched as the messages flooded in, expressions of shock and disbelief filling the screen.

“Is this real?” “Alpha Marcus has been mated to Elena for SIX YEARS?!” “So Sophia is actually the mistress?” “I

can’t believe this!”

The truth was finally out. I felt a strange sense of relief wash over me. No more hiding, no more pretending.

As I walked through the corridors of the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute, I could feel eyes following me. Whispers trailed in my wake, but they were different now – filled with sympathy rather than judgment.

I passed by Sophia’s office and paused. Through the glass, I could see her frantically typing on her phone, her face pale with fear. Around her office, other staff members were huddled together, clearly discuss bombshell I had dropped.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. Sophia’s name flashed on the screen.

you post your mating certificate without

playing on my lips. Let her panic. Let her feel a fraction

I climbed into a waiting taxi at the Transit Station. Only then did I respond to Sophia’s message. sending a voice note

approval to tell the truth,” I said calmly. “You are indeed a mistress.

are in love! If

to my own ears. “Yes, I’m the unloved mate. But tell me, Sophia,

on the

I’ll let you have my place,” I continued, my voice dripping with false sweetness. “I hope you

communication account and switched to my personal phone. The bridges were burning behind me, and I felt no

Estate for breakfast. He looked tired but determined as

across from me at the

the Alpine Territory he announced.

after tomorrow? I wouldn’t even

for you, Marcus continued, pulling out a delicate jewelry box

the rare lunar crystals catching the light and throwing rainbows across the table. It

the

whatever he was about to say. He glanced at the screen, his expression darkening when he saw it

is it?” he answered impatiently. His face

abruptly, “I have something to resolve,” Marcus

to take

(Marcus’s POV)

to find the caregiver in hysterics. She pointed toward the bathroom, her words

the bathtub, her wrist slashed and bleeding into the water. Her skin was

a towel against her wrist, trying to stem the flow of blood.

fluttered open, focusing on me with effort. “Don’t save

in place. “Do you

word “k********g” triggered something deep within me suddenly fragmented memories of darkness, pain, and fear

say?” I demanded,