All Chapters of I Don't Remember Loving You, Alpha: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

ElaineMr. Everett chuckled, clearly proud of himself, and even Mr. Smith glanced at me with an awkward grin, aware of the tension that was brewing inside me. This reunion was far from anything romantic as Mr. Everett had been thinking. Rather, it was nothing but suffocating. I felt breathless as the room felt heavy with silence. I was speechless and was caught completely off guard. My mind raced and I tried to make sense of what was happening. Looking at Nancy’s serious expression, there's no denying what was happening. Her face confirmed that this wasn't just a regular meeting. It was far more. Mr. Smith, on the other hand, looked anything but pleased. His frown deepened as he glanced at Tristan, who sat there looking far too comfortable for my liking.Mr. Everett Everett’s smile, however, remained as warm as ever. He greeted me with a nod as if nothing unusual had just transpired.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to regain some composure. Tristan's familiar voice cut through the t

Tristan"See? What did I tell you? One heroic act and Elaine would come crawling back to you."I watched the light catch on the glass edges as I swirled the alcohol inside. Seeing my phone on the table and remembering my previous call with Elaine made me smirk. As much as it pained me to admit, Megan was right with her words. I drank the whiskey and felt the warmth slide down my throat. I hated sharing the spotlight, but this victory was partly hers. Megan deserved credit for her counsel, whether I liked it or not. I wouldn’t be in this situation if I hadn't listened to her. As much as I thrived on being the sole architect of my success, Megan had played a huge part in this.It had been too easy. I still couldn’t believe it was this easy. All it took was being her "hero," and Elaine’s defenses crumbled. It was a smart move to involve Mr. Everett after finding out how close Elaine was to his grandson. I had seen her interact with that twerp the night of the presentation and knew they h

ElaineTristan stared at the paper in front of him. His brows furrowed as he scanned the details. "Is this for real?" His jaw clenched as he caught on to something. “Wait a minute. You’re saying I can’t come within a hundred feet of you? And you’ve specified that I can’t contact you or be with you at the same place? That’s absurd! I’m your fucking husband, Elaine. You can’t just lock me out of my own life.”I smirked, leaning back in my chair. “After what happened when you barged into my apartment without consent, I figured this was the best way to go.”His expression darkened, fury brewing in his eyes. “Do you really think the pack will allow this? They won’t stand by while their Alpha is treated like this.” He leaned closer, voice low and menacing. “This order undermines my authority. As your husband, I have every right to be with you. This is just plain stupid.”“Oh, did you miss the part where I’m filing for divorce? The moment I walked away from your beloved Silverwolf Pack and y

ElaineI pointed to myself hesitantly. “Are you talking to me?”The woman’s smile widened. “Of course, I am, you silly girl!”I was caught off guard. I tried to think hard about how could she possibly know me but all I could do was to show an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry… but I don’t recognize you.”She nodded. Instead of saying she could have made some honest mistake, I saw acknowledgment and understanding in her eyes. “Liz mentioned about your selective amnesia after your accident. I’m so sorry to hear about what happened.”Silence hovered in the air. I was sure she genuinely knew me judging by how she knew about my best friend Liz but I was still embarrassed from the inevitable awkwardness of not remembering her. The woman broke the quietness between us. “Would you mind if I joined you?”“O-Of course,” I replied hesitantly, then gestured to the empty seat across from me.As she settled in, I couldn’t help but feel an odd familiarity in her presence. The woman reached her hand afte

Elaine"Home at last!"My feet dragged as I stepped inside and quietly shut the door. I double-checked each lock I’d installed and made sure everything was secure. The last thing I wanted was to face another intruder and end up in a dangerous situation again.I let my bag drop to the floor lazily before sinking into the couch. The cushions wrapped around me, providing some comfort I needed at the moment. A deep sigh slipped from my lips. Somehow, I’d thought a day at the mall would help me relax and clear my head but I was wrong. Because now, I felt even more exhausted than when I’d left earlier and I didn’t even know why. I shook my head and I almost laughed at myself. Emotional exhaustion.That was the only way to describe it. It was like there was a heavy, invisible weight that suffocated me. Unfortunately, no amount of shopping or casual distractions could lift it. Dang! How did I end up in such a miserable state? I brought my hand to my temple to massage it a bit. The pleasure