《Fated bonds: Her Cure, His Regret》全部章節：第 41 章 - 第 50 章

Ashley’s P.O.V. After getting Vincenzo’s permission, I checked the records of the year 2020 and found nothing, adding another failure to my list. It was like the truth was slipping from my fingers, despite being within my reach. So, when I saw Aunt Sophia, a glimmer of hope illuminated my dark world. I sat still as Aunt Sophia blinked slowly, eyes narrowing slightly like she had raced her brain. “Yes, yes. I do! I handled all the archives before I left. I was doing an inventory on Alpha’s orders, tidying up everything from the last ten years.” A tingle of anticipation ran through me as I asked desperately. “So, what did you find about my trial, Aunt? Please tell me every single detail.” My pulse quickened as she nodded gravely. “It was a thick brown file, tucked into a red box with the title: Security compromised, Beta protocols. Someone tried to hide it behind financial statements, but I always kept a check on everything.” Her lips pressed into a thin line as she

Ashley’s P.O.V.I plopped on the bed, tugging the pins out of my braid with tired fingers as Jenna tossed me a can of chilled soda. I caught it midair, thanking her.“Gosh! I needed a refreshing drink to relax. Thanks, buddy.”Jenna flopped beside me dramatically, teasing me. “You deserve it, Ash. It’s not easy to survive in enemy territory.”I snorted. “Cassidy was lurking in the hallway near Lilly’s room. I swear, she is like a perfume you didn’t choose, clinging for no reason.”As I told her about my recent interaction with Cassidy, Jenna raised a brow. “She is getting dangerous, Ash. Don’t underestimate her.”I shrugged, popping the can open with a sigh. “I don’t know. Her presence doesn’t seem risky. Like, she isn’t exactly high IQ material.I highly doubt she could pull off something as complex as the betrayal I was blamed for.”Jenna leaned up on one elbow, her expressions shifting into something more serious. “Ash, don’t get comfortable because she acts petty and over-

Ashley’s P.O.V.My breath caught in my throat as the garden, the fading golden light, the breeze, all of it vanished, racing my heart. I didn’t dare to move. Didn’t even blink.I had dreamed of this, longed for this. To be wrapped in his arms again, to feel safe, to feel wanted once more. But that dream had been buried beneath the rejection, betrayal, and lonely nights when my own name tasted like guilt.Hardly composing myself, I swallowed a lump in my throat with great difficulty, trying to move away.“No!” I said quietly, clutching Lilly’s leash like it could anchor me. “That’s not a good idea!”My voice didn’t tremble, but my heart did. It wasn’t easy to break free from the beloved cage of Vincenzo’s addicting heat, but I had to leave, keeping my leftover pride intact. I was already worse than a parasite by relying on my ex for survival.However, as soon as I jerked off his hands to walk away, Vincenzo let out a disapproving growl. His large hand caught my wrist.“Don’t!”

Ashley’s P.O.V.The next morning, I walked into Vincenzo’s office, the files, and audio recording burning a hole in my bag. My fingers itched to open the folder, to show him what I had found. The betrayal, the set-up, the forged signatures, and last but not the least, the whispered plan caught on audio. I was ready to lay it all bare. But before I could utter a word, Vincenzo looked up from his desk and held a hand up to silence me. “No work!We are going to the hospital today.”He added, standing up. “Your check-up is due.”Utterly flabbergasted, I gawked at him.“What?But I need to talk to you now …”“We will talk after that,” he said with finality, already moving towards the door. His typical Alpha move irritated me to the core. I had no choice, but to obey his command, following him like an obedient kitten as he called me.My mood worsened as we went to see Dr. Alex and filled out the papers as usual. Even the injection hurt less this time, but I felt a tingle creep

Ashley’s P.O.V.For the last few days, I kept my words short, my steps firm, and my heart locked. Facing the sudden storm of sweetness was an arduous task for me. Vincenzo didn’t push me, not directly, but I could feel it, the way he hovered like a shadow behind every breath I took. He was trying to make me a diabetic patient by being unbearably sweet which somehow irritated me more than his usual Alpha arrogance. As a matter of fact, I wasn’t in need of his sweetness. I wanted the truth to undo the past and secure my future. Living under my ex’s roof wasn’t an ideal plan for me. To avoid Vincenzo’s relentless attacks, I spent most of the time with Lilly, brushing her fur and letting her purr to soothe the storm inside me. Her cute mischiefs made the air lighter, even when my chest felt like it was stuffed with wet cotton. Nowadays, Lilly was the only one I had allowed to come close to me as she didn’t ask questions or hover around like a six-feet-four-wall of guilt and all c