After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 183: Then will you stay with me?

Chapter 183: Then will you stay with me?

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

“What do you mean!” Isabella Blackwood’s voice cracked with indignation as the Elite Guards remained silent She stamped her foot against the polished floor, the sound echoing through the corridor.

“Marcus! I’m your cousin, what did I do to make you unhappy!” she shouted toward the recovery chamber door.

Her designer handbag trembled In her grip as she waited for a response that never came. The guards stood like stone statues, unmoved by her outburst.

Lila Lancaster stepped forward with a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Isabella, even your own cousin is blocking you now?”

Isabella’s face flushed deeper red at the taunt. Her knuckles went white as she clutched her handbag tighter.

“I’ve never experienced such a thing,” Lila continued cheerfully. “Maybe it’s because I don’t rely on the Blackwood family name to act unreasonably.”

She tilted her head with mock innocence. “You’ve made Marcus ignore you completely. That takes real talent.”

Isabella’s composure finally shattered. She clenched her designer handbag so hard her knuckles turned

white, then spun on her heel and stormed off down the corridor.

Her heels clicked angrily against the floor as she disappeared around the corner. The sound faded into

silence, leaving only the steady breathing of the guards.

I watched Isabella’s retreating figure with mixed feelings. Despite everything between us, seeing her so

humiliated felt uncomfortable.

I turned to Lila with curiosity. “You two don’t seem to get along well.”

Lila’s expression immediately darkened. “I hate her,” she said with surprising vehemence.

the Northern Territory, she

carried years of

her arms defensively. “Isabella acts like a spoiled princess who

because of her

social circle only exists because people want to

dynamics better now. The secondary branch

for recognition and

suddenly brightened as she focused on me. “But you have such a

was taken aback by the sudden compliment. “How do you know I don’t

family photos with my aunt and

Then

those pictures.

Those photos were

with Marcus.

painfully aware that Marcus didn’t love me. The knowledge had filled me with sadness and disappointment that

you from photos I saw with

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

chamber, I sat alone with a leather–bound photo album in my lap. My fingers traced

of qur

Elena stood beside

cold and

was polite but distant, while

She had deserved so much more

at her forced smile in the photograph, I realized I had never deserved her genuine happiness.

truth settled heavily in

the door opening made me quickly close

Elena had left me alone

thought you had left…” I

closer than

arms crossed in a defensive posture. Her expression

confiscated my luggage and