Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0133

Hannah

The comb had just barely managed to slide beneath the couch, hidden from view, when Noah walked into the room with Zoe holding his arm. They both paused in the doorway, Zoe’s mouth hanging open in shock as her eyes roamed her once–filthy living room.

“Oh my…” Her hand fluttered to her mouth as she took in the clean space. Even the air smelled sweetly of vanilla, a candle having been lit on the mantle.

“What do you think?” Noah asked, gesturing around. “Much better, right?”

“Much better?” Zoe turned to face him, her pale face splitting into a smile. “That would be putting it lightly; this is amazing. Thank you so much, Noah.” She threw her arms around him.

I felt myself bristle at the sight of them. My jaw clenched so hard that I thought I might break my teeth, and I had to look away from the sickening display.

Of course they would hug in front of me like two lovers. And of course Noah would take all of the credit for the cleaning, which was-

one

suddenly

who

mouth hung open again, and even my own eyes widened in shock. Maybe I had been too quick to assume that Noah wouldn’t give me any of the credit for cleaning. Not that it made that

support–she did look shaky and a

my hand dismissively and shat her a stiff smile. “Of course I did. And there’s a

casserole?” Zoe’s eyes widened into saucers. “Oh, I’m starving. They didn’t even let me eat jell–o

to sit down, and she let out an audible sigh of relief

I made my way into the kitchen. I’m so sorry it was such a mess. It’s just that with Adam and

explain yourself.” I shrugged even though I knew she wasn’t looking at me as I busied myself with scooping steaming mounds of the casserole and a side of bread rolls onto three plates. “I’m sure it’s difficult

out a scoff. “You can say that again. Adam and are still settling into a routine, and… Well, if I’m being honest, he’s been extra rambunctious lately. I think he’s acting out a little bit because of the divorce. Refusing to put away his toys, not wanting to go to bed, that sort of

said. “He’ll settle in

my teeth. Noah had no place to