All Chapters of Saved by Alpha Bastian: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Margareth POV Once my butt touched his laps, my heart trembled unsteadily. While listening to his inquiry, I gulped and answered, "No, you are not a player, but I just want to see if you may consider the wedding as an unserious thing." "It's more than just serious to me." He responded calmly with his deep and slightly raspy voice. His orbs gently locked at mine while his right hand fixed my hair gradually. Through his gazes, I could catch the honesty and sincerity combined together. It was exactly similar to how he behaved, specifically when he was eager to help people around him. "How is it? Can you explain to me?" I cupped his face with my hands while rubbing his cheeks tenderly. Surprisingly, he diverted his stared for me. He also hummed and replied, "It's like when we really want something, but we can't get it for free." I

As August, the most anticopated month, came, Bastian and Margie got ready with their travel bags and the belongings on themselves. Whenever they got into the car, Beta Ashton helped the driver to load the bags on the car luggage. In less than five minutes, the black SUV car walked away from the mansion area to the public street. In that case, Bastian sitting next to Margie in the back passenger seat uttered, "Are you nervous?" "Not really. Maybe, because we haven't been in the airplane or boardinf state." Margie answered while looking at the dark sky. At that time, it was around 03.15 A.M. Then, Bastian held her hand gently and said, "You need to prepare yourself while arriving at Macau." "Is it really pretty?" Margie got curious since her b

Selena POV Seriously? my fragile Alpha husband appointed a random man to put his eyes on me?! I guessed he noticed a few things odd occurred at me recently. Oh crap! I really had to play my card wisely, before he really figured out what had happened between me and Gamma Richard. After Richard's assumption was acquired, my orbs were darted to the direction where a man was looking at me from a far, cautiously. "I guess he will not do such a thing, Rich. He is always busy," I tried to push away his further assumption to chill out. "Didn't you say that he was kinda possessive? Even to his ex-wife?" Richard recalled the detail I shared a few weeks before. I directly realized it, and it made sense if Xaviet hired a person to stalk on my activities outside the castle. "Thanks for reminding. Now, I start concluding if your assumption is correct. Indeed, we need to move to ano

Margareth POV "Attention to the passengers of Civic Airlines, with the destination to Macau, please get ready with the passports and the boarding passes since our administrators will check on it before the plane gates are opened. Thank you for your understanding and cooperation." The announcement was blaring through the speaker, and it made me awaken from a short-time sleep. "Let's queue in the provided space. We will depart to the destination soon." Bastian deep voice was also perceived by my ears. While I finished stretching, I took the belongings and tied them on the handle of the travel bag tightly. Then, I joined in the queue, waiting for the turns of checking the passport and the airplane ticket. By the seconds and few minutes counting, Bastian and I were able to get on the plane. However, we didn't sit next to each other since our rows were different. It separated us with different person next to us; Bastian was sitting next to the old man with the grey hair, while I

In Macau international Airport, few planes were parked on the field. Around a few seconds forward, the plane where Bastian and Margie got in was about to land. Carefully, it flew lower, along with the existence on its front wheel; and it touched the asphalt. "Ladies and Gentleman. Welcome to Macau International Airport. We would like to remind you to prepare the passport and mind your hand-carry belongings, before you leave the plane. Thank you for flying with us and see you on the next flight." The announcement from the speaker was apprehended clearly by the passengers, including Bastian and Margie. With the guidance of the stewards, they got out from the plane neatly, without being harsh or rude to one another. As they were on the way to queue in front of the immigration counter, they exchanged words about the journey and the places they had stopped by. "To me, this journ