After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 191: So I’m Sweetheart’s mate from now on?

Chapter 191: So I’m Sweetheart’s mate from now on?

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

At the moment Marcus called out “Brother,” Adrian was instantly speechless. His mouth opened slightly, then closed again as he processed what had just happened.

Adrian found himself momentarily disarmed by Marcus’s sudden compliance. The Alpha had actually done it

he’d called him brother without hesitation.

“He is indeed quite shameless,” Adrian muttered under his breath, shaking his head in disbelief.

Before Adrian could retort with something more cutting, Marcus adopted a serious tone. His expression shifted to one of diplomatic formality.

“It wouldn’t be appropriate to visit my mother–in–law empty–handed,” Marcus stated matter–of–factly. “Perhaps

we should arrange a proper meeting for a future date.”

Adrian’s eyebrows shot up at Marcus’s calculated response. A slow smile spread across his face as he

recognized the Alpha’s tactical retreat.

“What’s this, Alpha Marcus?” Adrian challenged, his voice dripping with amusement. “Are you backing down

now?”

Marcus met his gaze steadily, his golden eyes showing no trace of embarrassment. “Not at all, Young Master

Whitmore.”

“I would be happy to comply with whatever arrangement you see fit,” Marcus replied smoothly.

The diplomatic dance between them was almost entertaining to watch. Both men were clearly testing each

other’s boundaries.

continue, I intervened quickly.

silently warning him not to escalate things

was a confrontation

expression softening as he remembered our purpose

Adrian and I headed toward the VIP ward on the twelfth floor. Our

the ward as we approached. He gave us a respectful nod

to follow us inside.

though he maintained a respectful distance. His earlier

peacefully in her hospital bed. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the large

Her fingers

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te Points?

offering a warm smile. “Good afternoon, Young Master Whitmore, Miss

politely before approaching the

doing on the doll’s dress. The tiny stitches were perfectly aligned, showing her attention to

I brought my sister to see you,” Adrian

her sewing, setting the delicate work aside carefully. Her eyes

here?” she exclaimed

out to hold her hand. Her skin felt warm

of sewing clothes

sparkled as she gazed at the half–finished princess dress. “Sweetheart likes it?” she asked, her voice filled with maternal

earnestly, squeezing her hand. “I love

seemed to glow with happiness. Then her

caught her attention immediately. Her expression shifted to

spoke first. “Oh, you’re

looked between Marcus and me with childlike observation. “Many people here are

same clothes.”

at Marcus, realizing that my foster mother couldn’t understand the complex concept of

softening. “I’m not sick,”

playing a game.”

eyes lit up with curiosity. “A game? What kind