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For the ten years I stood by Alpha Victor's side, I confessed my feelings to him over and over. He went through girlfriend after girlfriend, but I was never the one he picked. Then, one day, he said, "Jump, and I'll make you my luna." I agreed, but as I fell, my head hit something hard, and I lost my memory. When I woke up, I looked at the man in front of me and asked, "Who are you? Where's Alpha Alexander?"
My head started throbbing again. The last thing I remembered before I lost consciousness was being on the cruise with my friends, celebrating. The wind had blown my hat away, and when I bent down to look for it, I lost my balance and fell off the ship.
I was pressing my temples when my best friend, Lily Green, walked in.
"Seraphina, you're awake?"
Lily rushed over, hugging me tightly, her eyes red. "I'm so relieved you're okay. I was terrified when you jumped-right after you did, I was about to call a doctor."
"Don't panic. It's just a little bump on the head. No big deal. But, um... who's this tall, handsome guy next to me?" I glanced at the imposing stranger beside me, a little confused. "He looks a bit scary. Are there other patients in here?"
Lily stared at me, eyes wide in disbelief. "You don't recognize Alpha Victor? He's from our tribe! How could you not know him?" Then, she screamed, "Doctor! Come quickly! Seraphina must have lost her memory!"
Lily dashed out of the room, leaving me alone with the strange man, who leaned over, his voice cold. "You're pretending to have amnesia, huh? Trying to play the innocent little thing? Is that fun?"
"Hey, who are you? Stay away from me! Where's Alpha Alexander?"
The man scoffed, exhaling smoke in my direction and choking me in the process. "A simp-that's all he was. He ran off the moment things got tough."
"Seraphina, if you're going to keep playing dumb, I'm taking back everything I said," the man muttered as he left, his words lingering like a bad taste. When Lily returned with the doctor, I was still coughing from the secondhand smoke.
"Doctor, please check! My friend-she's lost her memory!" Lily was fussing, practically dragging the doctor toward me. I rolled my eyes.
"Stop making stuff up! We've been best friends since we were six. We even work at the same company and live together! How could I have memory loss?"
"But... how could you forget Alpha Victor? You've been chasing him for ten years!" Lily's words left me speechless. I blankly followed the doctor's instructions for a series of tests.
The conclusion? A mild concussion-nothing serious. Just rest and eat something nutritious.
On the way back, I couldn't shake the confusion. "Lily, why did you say I liked Victor Hale? Isn't it Alpha Alexander I like?"
Lily sighed deeply. "Alpha Alexander is seriously upset with you. He probably won't be back for a while."
That evening, I forced Lily to tell me everything about Victor.
Lily recounted the tragic tale of how I had become a simp for Victor, a human girl throwing away her dignity for love.
Like the time I folded 999 paper cranes for him, only for him to throw them off his balcony without reading a single note I'd written. Or the designer watch I bought with my part-time earnings, which he immediately gave to someone else. I'd acted as his housekeeper-cleaning his place and making him meals, all while being subservient, without any boundaries.
There were nights when I picked him up from drunken binges, taking him and his girlfriend to a hotel room.
I had done it all-no principles, just pure devotion.
Hearing all this made my skin crawl.
No way. I wasn't that pathetic.
I covered her mouth. "Stop it! I don't believe it. I'm not like that. Let's go to sleep. The new product launch is tomorrow. Don't be late."
"You really didn't forget? Alright, I'll tell the boss you don't need a day off."
Shoving thoughts of Victor aside, I messaged Alexander Stone: "When are you coming back?"
I waited for a while, but there was no reply. Slowly, I drifted off to sleep.
After over 15 years of friendship with Alexander, I couldn't tell if it was dependence or affection.
All I knew was that with him around, I felt safe.
I didn't know what had caused him to leave this time, but I wouldn't let some narcissistic jerk ruin our bond.
"Seraphina, wake up! You're going to be late for the launch!"
I opened my eyes and shot Lily a resentful look. "The foie gras I was about to eat is gone. Couldn't you wait two more minutes to wake me up?"
Lily tapped my forehead. "Now you're craving foie gras? Wasn't this the same person who swore off meat for three months and promised to lose weight to below 90 pounds?"
I shot up in shock. "Three months without meat? You might as well tell me to go run around naked!"
"Get up and get ready. It's not me pushing you; it's because Alpha Victor said he likes slim girls, and you've been weighing your food down to the gram every day."
I shook my head, trying to empty my mind, and without another thought, I hurried with Lily to the launch event.
I was wrongly accused of killing Alpha Darius's younger sister. To atone, Darius keeps me by his side, treating me like a prostitute and constantly humiliating me. I believed that one day he would discover the truth and see how much I truly love him. But until the day I die, he continues to hate me.
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It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
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