Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 68

The two stood by the sidewalk, Jasmine still with a dazed expression, clutching Axel’s armi desperately. “She’s dangerous,” she urged, her voice filled with urgency.

“What are you talking about?” Axel asked, yanking his arm free from her grip. There was a distinct air of craziness about her; the faraway look in her eyes only intensified the Crazy look.

“You don’t understand, that woman, she–she… Jasmine struggled to articulate her thoughts. Axel, growing impatient, snapped, “She what?!”

Jasmine snapped out of her initial shock, blinking rapidly as if trying to regain her composure. Her words hung in the air.

She comported herself, her demeanor shifting as if a switch had been fl*pped.

“Nothing,” she said, her eyes turning cold and detached.

“You dropped this,” Axel stated, shoving her keys back into her arms.

“Thank you,” she replied slowly, her tone devoid of emotion. She walked away, each step. measured and deliberate.

Axel stood there for some time, watching her retreating figure. There was an air of mystery surrounding her, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to her story than she let on.

Jasmine walked slowly back to her office. On the phone, Bella’s voice came through sternly, “You should be careful next time. We’ll meet in someplace private, an alley

hum of people, the distant chatter, and the occasional car passing by created a

now after you left,” he stated. Bella’s response was elusive, a non–committal sound, she had

Jasmine. “The one I said I was watching closely. I think she knows. She recognized

reaction from Jasmine as she passed by Bella at the

believe she is one of the girls from that pack,

questioned, “Who? Who is she?” Her voice

his words carrying a

care of it”

another man trailing directly behind her. At first glance, the man appeared to be an ordinary passerby,

evident that this man was following Jasmine, much like Sebastian

mysterious man’s actions raised suspicions, hinting at motives that were far

However, he decided to maintain his vigilant watch to ensure she wouldn’t become a future complication. While he strongly disliked the idea of resorting to murder, he acknowledged that it could be

distance herself from the embarrassment of her recent encounter with Mrs. Wild, her neighbor. The irrationality of

They just look a little alike, she reasoned within herself. However, her impulsive declaration of Mrs. Wild’s alleged evil nature to Axel, her associate, haunted her. She cringed at the thought of how he might perceive her now. From the incident at the art exhibition to sleeping on his couch, to outright attacking him, and finally, labeling the wife of a prominent man as evil–it was a series of events that painted an erratic picture of

her. The weight of her actions and the potential repercussions loomed large. Jasmine grappled with the consequences of her words and behavior, unsure

the ground floor of the building, patiently waiting for the elevator. The weight of

In a moment of emotional release, she found

head, she was met with Axel’s gaze, his expression seemingly inscrutable. His blank stare left Jasmine wondering about the thoughts that occupied his mind. It was evident that he, too, had just returned from work, and an unspoken