After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 135

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Chapter 135: Confessions and Confrontations

Chapter 135: Confessions and Confrontations

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

I stopped at the doorway, my hand frozen on the handle. Sophia’s desperate voice echoed behind me.

“Don’t you want to know who saved you when you were kidn*pped years ago!”

I turned slowly, my golden eyes meeting her tear–streaked face. “What did you say?”

Sophia struggled against her restraints, her voice cracking with desperation. “I lied to you, Marcus. I wasn’t

the one who saved you.”

The words hit me like a physical blow. Ten years of believing her story, ten years of feeling indebted to her.

“I can tell you who really saved you,” she continued, her voice growing stronger. “But I have one condition.”

I stepped closer, my jaw clenched. “You’re in no position to make demands.”

“If you accept my terms, I’ll never appear before you and Elena again,” she whispered. “I’ll disappear

completely from your lives.”

I stared at her broken form on the operating table. The woman I’d protected for years had been living a lie.

“Tell me,” I said coldly.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

One week later, I sat in the examination chair as the pack nurse carefully removed the stitches from my right

hand. The silver wound had healed, but my grip remained weak.

Jane handed me a pair of chopsticks. “Try holding these.”

I attempted to grasp them, but they slipped from my fingers immediately. The simple task felt impossible.

“Elena, will you ever be able to hold a scalpel again?” Jane’s voice was filled with worry.

I forced a smile, trying to comfort her despite being the patient. “I’m still young. I’ll recover.”

Jane’s expression darkened with anger. “Whoever hurt you should die for this.”

I examined the scar on my right hand with calm detachment. The crimson birthmark on Sophia’s wrist

flashed through my memory.

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tragically ironic that my foster parents were killed

absurd twist of fate.

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Jane left, I heard footsteps in the corridor.

entourage bearing expensive gifts,

my first time meeting Hugo’s mother in person. Like Dorothea Whitmore, she possessed a distinctive beauty

“You look

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with practiced grace. “I came to

was having someone stab my hand

cracked. She hadn’t expected

what happened,” she said carefully. “I realize now that I was manipulated by

grew more earnest. “I only intended to detain you temporarily. I never expected her

cause actual

studying her face

gifts as compensation,” Evelyn

expensive gifts,” I replied

tone brooking no argument. “It’s the least I can

I reluctantly accepted

warm and caring.

pain manageable?”

well, thank

(God’s POV)

Outsid

to enter.

corridor. He watched through the window

behind him silently.

turn around. “She

exited the room. She looked surprised

waiting.

confusion

neutral. “I came

emphasis on “my mate” wasn’t lost on Evelyn. Her eyebrows

After Evelyn and Hugo departed, Marcus entered my room. He moved

my blanket with

said calmly.

I nodded without speaking.

he

appear before you again.”

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ruthlessness in his voice struck me. I’d witnessed his cruelty toward me over the past six years, but seeing his decisive rejection of Sophia revealed

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