Rejected, I Mated With Ex's Father のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

CLAIRE'S POV:My eyes widened. “What? No way. I’ll crash it before we even leave the lot!”“You won’t,” he said with complete confidence. “I trust you.”I hesitated, then laughed nervously. “Fine. But if I scratch it, that’s on you.”“That’s on me,” he agreed.True to his word, Theo told his driver to take the SUV back home alone. He walked around to the passenger side of my new Porsche and slid in casually, while I gripped the wheel like it was a piece of fragile glass.“Relax,” he murmured, placing his hand on mine over the gear. “It’s just a car. Drive.”I started the engine, the soft hum filling me with adrenaline. As we rolled out of the showroom, I couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh my God, I can’t believe this is happening.”Theo chuckled. “Believe it. And get used to it.”The car glided smoothly onto the road, and I kept glancing at him. “So… tell me more about it. What’s so special about this car?”He leaned back, his voice low and teasing. “It’s fully electric, goes from zero to s

CLAIRE'S POV:The bass from the speakers was already vibrating through my chest as Theo and I stepped into the club. Neon lights flashed across the room in shifting shades of red, purple, and gold.The scent of sweat, alcohol, and wolf pheromones mingled in the air, overwhelming at first, but strangely intoxicating too. I clutched Theo’s hand tighter as we pushed through the crowded dance floor.Theo leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear so I could hear him over the music.“Stay close to me, babe. Clubs can get messy.”I smirked, tilting my head toward him. “Messy how? You think someone’s going to kidnap me in a place like this?”“Not when I’m around,” he responded with a smirk of his own. “But this place is crowded. I don't want to start looking for you or something.”We made our way to a VIP booth near the edge of the club where three men already sat, drinks in hand. They were all tall, broad-shouldered—wolves, clearly Alphas too. They greeted Theo like old friends.“Theo!”

CLAIRE'S POV:Walking back into Valmont Corporation on Monday morning felt like stepping into a war zone, only this time, I wasn’t the same woman who had left months ago.I moved with confident steps as I stepped into the corporate building that housed Valmont Corp, the clicking of my heels announcing my presence. A few heads turned to see me, especially when I slammed the door of my new Porsche closed. Some of them were wide eyed, while some whispered. But I kept my chin high.I wasn’t just Claire White, the vulnerable girl anyone could walk on anymore. I was Theo Valmont’s mate. Though I don't have his mark on my neck yet, that didn't stop the confidence that came with such a unique bond.The stares didn’t sting like before. Before I left home, I already made up my mind to ignore all the gossip. Let them wonder.“Claire?” a voice called softly from behind.I turned to see Amelia, one of the junior researchers, blinking at me as if she had seen a ghost. “You’re… back?”I smiled faint

CLAIRE'S POV:I couldn’t believe it. After that board meeting, my idea had been approved. Of course, Theo’s support had been the deciding factor. Without him, Charles would’ve torn me to shreds, and the others would’ve followed like sheep. But Theo had stood tall, defended me, and made sure the project got the green light.Now, here I was, standing in my small office, staring at the folders spread across my desk. I felt both excitement and fear. Twenty million dollars wasn’t a small amount, and I was suddenly responsible for leading a whole team.Well, this was my first time and given the volume of the amount about to be invested in this project, I couldn't help but have a bit of anxiety.“Miss White?” a soft knock came at my door.I looked up to see Amelia, my new assistant, peeking in. “The finance department just sent word. Half of the funds have been disbursed into the research account. The rest will be released once progress is reviewed.”My heart skipped. “Half already?”She nod

CLAIRE'S POV:I woke up that Saturday morning feeling a strange pull in my chest. It had been weeks since I visited my parents. Between late nights in the lab and endless meetings with my research team, I had lost track of time. But I couldn’t push it aside anymore. I needed to see my dad.I stood in front of my closet, staring at my clothes. “There’s no need to wear something fancy,” I muttered to myself. “I’m only going to see my Dad.”So I pulled on a pair of jeans, a soft cream blouse, and my sneakers. I packed my hair into a ponytail and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't even bother to apply makeup. My eyes were tired, a little darker than usual from working too hard, but I forced myself to smile.On my way to the hospital, I stopped by a flower shop and bought white lilies. They were Dad’s favorite. I still remembered how he always said lilies reminded him of calm mornings by the lake, fishing rod in hand, the world quiet and still.By the time I reached the hospital, my