Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Regret After His Daughter Died: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

(Evelyn's POV)Grandma's 80th birthday was two weeks away.Grandma had always loved collecting jewelry, and every piece in her jewelry cabinet had a story.Every Sunday, she used to sit me down at her vanity and show me her jewelry, one piece at a time."Your grandpa gave me this brooch when he proposed." She ran her fingers over the old brooch, smiling like a young girl. "He was poor back then. He saved up for the better part of a year."She'd also said that when she was gone, all of it would go to Stella and me.I didn't want any of it. All I wanted was for Grandma to live a long, healthy life.In an auction house catalog, I came across a set of purple sapphire jewelry: a necklace, a pair of drop earrings, and a brooch. Supposedly it had belonged to a European countess in the last century, and sapphires that color were almost impossible to find anywhere else.The second I saw it, I knew Grandma would love it.Caleb was paying me well, and I had a little money I'd saved over the years

(Evelyn's POV)Adrian didn't come the day we buried Stella.That day, he was with Vanessa, setting off fireworks all over the city for her dog.After that, I offered again and again to take him to the cemetery to see Stella. He never went once.I didn't cry any of those times.I thought I'd run out of tears a long time ago.But when I heard Caleb say "she must have been such a good, sweet little girl," the tears came all at once, and I couldn't stop them.When Stella was alive, she'd wanted so badly to hear her daddy say something like that about her, just once.By the time she was three, she'd figured out that her daddy didn't treat her the way other kids' daddies treated them.I was always the only one who went to parent-teacher conferences at her preschool. Once, on the way home, she held my hand and asked me something."Mommy, how come everybody else's mommy and daddy both come, but I only ever have you?""Daddy's busy with work.""Oh." She nodded and didn't ask again.As she got o

(Evelyn's POV)"And I don't want custody of Stella either," I said.Stella was my whole life. But that life was already gone.Adrian froze.He looked like he hadn't heard me right. "What did you say?"Adrian stared at me for a long time, as if he were seeing me for the first time."You don't even want custody of Stella?"His voice was full of disbelief.I could see why.For six years, in his mind, I'd been a ruthless, greedy woman who would do anything for money and the title of Luna.He'd probably never imagined I wouldn't even "want" my own daughter.He didn't know that I still wanted her. I just didn't have a daughter left to want.He was quiet for a long time. Finally, he spoke."Fine. I agree to sever the mate bond."I froze for a second.For more than a month, those were the exact words I'd been waiting for.But now that I'd finally heard them, I couldn't feel happy at all.I'd loved him for six years. And in the end, he agreed to let me go without a second thought, all for anoth

(Evelyn's POV)I woke up to the sound of a little girl laughing downstairs.I opened my eyes, and it took me several seconds to recognize the room. It was the bedroom Adrian and I used to share.Another laugh drifted up from downstairs, bright and clear.A little girl's voice.Stella?My heart leaped.I threw off the covers and ran out without even putting on shoes.Is it Stella? Has all of this been nothing but a nightmare?At the top of the stairs, I stopped.Down in the living room, Adrian was holding a little girl. She was about Stella's age, her back to me, wearing a pale yellow dress.It was Stella's dress.I'd helped her pick it out on her fifth birthday. She'd twirled around and around in it, then turned her little face up and asked, "Mommy, does Stella look like a little princess?"I held on to the banister, and for a moment, everything went hazy.Could that be my Stella?"Daisy, come have some pancakes!"Vanessa came out of the kitchen carrying a plate.She was acting like sh

(Evelyn's POV)When Adrian held out that clay figurine, I froze for a second.I thought he'd had someone buy a new one just like it.But when I looked closer, it was covered in fine cracks. The little girl's face had been pieced together bit by bit, and there was still a smear of glue on the man's shoulder that he hadn't wiped off.He'd really glued it back together, piece by piece.His eyes were bloodshot. He'd probably been up all night.He'd never done anything like this before.But what was the point of doing it now?When Stella's present shattered on the floor, the first one he rushed to protect was Vanessa's adopted kid.I dropped the figurine in the trash.I didn't need Adrian or this repaired present anymore.Neither did Stella.I said I'd take him to see Stella's grave, and to my surprise, he agreed.The car headed out of town.I didn't say a word the whole way.In my head, I talked to Stella. Baby, Daddy's coming to see you. He's so late, though.We were almost at the cemeter