After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 209: She isn’t sincerely staying by his side.

Chapter 209: She isn’t sincerely staying by his side

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

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When I swiped into the suite with the spare room card, the living room light was off. The darkness enveloped me like a familiar embrace after the long day at the research institute.

I gently closed the door behind me, careful not to make any noise. The last thing I wanted was to wake Marcus if he was finally getting some rest.

I was about to return to my chamber when the light behind the bar’s glass wine cabinet suddenly turned on. The unexpected illumination made me freeze in place.

Mooked up to see Marcus Blackwood walking out from behind the bar. He was wearing a dark silk bathrobe that hung loosely on his frame, and he held a crystal wine glass in his hand.

“You’re not asleep?” I asked, surprised to find him awake at this late hour.

“I can’t sleep.” Marcus placed his wine glass on the gray marble countertop with a soft clink.

His golden eyes found mine across the dimly lit room. “You’re back so late?”

I shifted my weight, suddenly feeling the exhaustion from the long day settling into my bones. “I had been working overtime.”

My gaze swept over the wine glass in his hand, noting the amber liquid swirling inside. Without thinking, the words slipped out.

“With your physical condition, you should drink less alcohol.”

Marcus paused, and I caught a trace of something flickering in his secluded eyes. It disappeared in an instant, leaving his expression calm and unruffled.

“Don’t worry, I won’t die,” he said, his voice carrying a bitter edge. “You won’t become a widowed Luna anytime soon, much to your disappointment.”

I felt a familiar wave of frustration wash over me. His constant need to twist my words into something cruel was exhausting.

I was too lazy to argue with him tonight. The day had been long enough without adding another pointless confrontation to it.

Just as I was about to enter my chamber, Marcus’s voice stopped me.

“Elena”

I turned back, my hand already on the door handle. “What is it now?”

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

I gazed at her face, taking in the tired lines around her green eyes and the way her shoulders sagged with exhaustion. There were so many things I wanted to say to her.

I wanted to ask about her day, about the research that kept her so late. I wanted to apologize for my harsh words, for the constant tension between us.

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at my lips, trapped by pride and the growing

every day.

I only squeezed

say anything more. She simply nodded and

click

until she vanished from sight. The hand holding the wine glass involuntarily tightened, my

flashed through my mind like a

wound.

sincerely staying by your side?

willing to stay with you because your mother

bond. It’s

bar stool, covering my forehead with my thumb and four fingers spread

that I could barely

in my other hand as the

poison.

She was here because she had been

(God’s POV)

Manor in the Northern Territory, Isabella Blackwood

with tears streaming down her

don’t want to go to Europe!” she pleaded, her

The morning light

in a rush of resentment and accusation. “It’s not

supposedly instigating conflict! He’s the one who

place!”

rose with each word, filled with the entitled fury of someone who had never

she wanted.

I should have listened to my mother and competed with my

Blackwood, who had already been suffering from a headache due to

Margaret’s voice cut through the air

as she realized what she had just blurted out in

air between them like a

tried to backtrack, her hands fluttering

eyes narrowing with dangerous intensity.

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Marcus for

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voice becoming higher and more frantic. “Grandmother, please, I was just upset.

by the revelation. The idea that her own family members

filled her with a

seeing clearly how Diana

ambitious schemes.

to Europe for further studies is the best

from being further influenced by your mother’s dangerous

continued protests and tears, Margaret remained unmoved. Her decision

called to the head housekeeper

with a