Guests left in small groups, their expressions shocked, whispering discussions riever ceasing.
I stood in place until Garrett Wylder and Clay left first, then slowly walked out of the banquet hall.
I didn’t rush to call a taxi, but walked along the small park behind the hotel, all the way to a corner where I sat leaning against a tree.
The night breeze was gentle, the ground lights dim. I wore that red dress, beautiful yet exhausted.
I actually knew the truth–Rowan hadn’t participated.
Mrs. Mercer had only been instigated by Moira to lure me to the hotel.
But I still hated him.
“Click, click, click.”
Footsteps approached.
I didn’t look up until a familiar crisp woody scent drifted into my nostrils.
I raised my head and saw him at a glance–Garrett Wylder.
Light came from behind him, outlining his profound silhouette. His eyes were hidden in the night, expression unclear, but his presence was overwhelming.
His voice was gentle and indifferent: “You’ve completed your revenge, shouldn’t you be happy? Why are you hiding here?”
“…Tired.”
I didn’t dare ask: Why did you follow me?
Garrett Wylder was silent for a moment, then said softly: “If you’re tired, go home and sleep.”
“You’re right!” Hearing this, I immediately jumped up, patting my dress, “I’ll go back now. Goodbye, Alpha!”
I spoke while running away, and after a few steps, didn’t forget to turn back and add: “Thank you for today!”
He said nothing.
I took a taxi back to my new home. Just as I entered the elevator and the door opened-
Garrett Wylder was standing inside.
I froze, forced myself to stay calm as I walked in, pressed my fingerprint, and smiled awkwardly at him: “You’re tired too.”
He nodded lightly: “Mm, going home to sleep.”
I instinctively responded: “Me too.”
He looked down at me, suddenly raising an eyebrow slightly, “So?”
Me: “…”
Did this conversation need to continue? So? So what?! Wasn’t I supposed to go home and rest? What else did he want?!
Garrett Wylder withdrew his gaze.
Seeing he didn’t intend to pursue the question, I also quietly lowered my head.
- Vwooc
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Chapter 41
The topic ended so abruptly. The elevator reached my floor, and I politely said goodbye: “Good night, sleep well.”
Garrett Wylder said “mm” very indifferently.
I walked out of the elevator, watching the elevator doors slowly close.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a jade like slender finger suddenly emerged from the gap, and the elevator doors slowly opened again.
…?
My just relaxed nerves instantly tensed up again.
“I tried on the suit.”
Garrett Wylder spoke calmly.
Oh, that matter.
I put on a smile, “Did it fit?”
“Not very well. The shoulders were narrow, the pants too short.”
I stood there stunned, sighing bitterly in my heart: “Then should I… just compensate you with money instead?”
Garrett Wylder didn’t respond to my suggestion.
He just looked at me with eyes deeper than stars and seas, his gaze calm, emotions unreadable.
The elevator doors slowly closed again.
I stood at the elevator entrance, my brain still in a crashed state.
What did that mean?
Good or not good?
Couldn’t he give me a clear answer!
This communication style that required me to guess was really mind–burning. This was also why I wanted to run after just a few words–talking to him was really stressful… brain cells dying every minute.
Realizing I was actually complaining about him in my heart, and remembering he was my savior who had testified for me tonight regardless of his status, and his appearance in the park was out of concern for me.
Thinking this way, I felt a bit heartless.
Walking into the house, I casually threw my bag aside, collapsed boneless onto the sofa, closed my eyes, and fell asleep like that.
**Third Person POV:**
Police station.
Rowan looked at the nine photos the police placed in front of him–eight men and one woman. Those men all looked sleazy, like stinking rats from
sewers.
He didn’t dare think about what would happen if his mate had really been defiled by these rats.
He even less dared imagine how desperate she must have been at that time.
- Altho Nour Ho’s on His Knees
