Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 62

Karl’s pent–ups frustration propelled him into an agitated pacing around the regianer and has living

room, his hand weaving through his disheveled hair like a

per age to untangle the chaos within. The maddening swirl of emotions thesored to push him to the

brink of madness.

Atrl redirected his course towards the laundry. Swiftly shedding the damp clothes that chung to him like

remnants of the recent altercation, he couldn’t shake off the Ingering annoyance caused by the woman

who had unexpectedly attacked him. His eyes still stung from the encounter with her pepper spray, and

the numerous little scratches and bumps served as a painful testament to the physical attacks

th her umbrella and her wild scratching

Instead of getting mad and angry at her, Instead he had gotten concerned when he witnessed her

miserable landing to the floor

With a resigned sigh, he moved into the living room.

Axel’s footsteps echoed with a sense of urgency as he sought to check on the well–being of the dog. A

creature that still hadn’t eaten as far as his understanding went. Approaching the bowlhe was met with

a surprising revelation, it was now

stark contrast to its previous untouched state

Recalling the dog’s initial rejection of the regular food. Axel had ventured into the relentless rain to

procure the prescribed special meal. However, much to his bewildered chagrin, the dog had apparently

finished it in his absence. The irony of the utuation struck him, his well–intentioned effort to cater to the

dog’s presumed preferences had resulted in an unnecessary escapade through the

rain–soaked streets.

His gaze fixated on the peacefully slumbering dog, nestled comfortably on his couch. The sight was a

stark juxtaposition to the tumultuous events that had unfolded just moments ago. The frustrating

realization dawned upon him he had endured both the unrelenting rain and an unexpected attack for a

cause that in the end. proved to be unnecessary. Rendering Axel’s efforts somewhat futile.

With a resigned sigh. Axel reached for his phone, only to find the screen irreparably damaged a

frustrating aftermath of the unexpected encounter with that woman. She had struck him just the

moment he was distracted and had An involuntary scowl crept onto his face as he ruminated on the

absurdity of the situation Accused of being a stalker, ambushed on his way home, and subjected to an

unwarranted assault. Just who does she think she is?” He wondered with a scowl First she had barged

into his apartment, then slept on his couch like a lifeless cat and then having the audacity to hit him

continuously and douce him in pepper?!

The stings from her attack still lingered.

Yet, in a confounding twist, Axel found himself unable to harbor genuine anger towards her. The

woman had managed to cast herself as the victim, invoking an

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When she tumbled backward, Axel’s instinctive reaction was to reach out and grab her, a reflex driven

by genuine worry rather than retaliation. Her wide doe eyes, seemingly innocent and vulnerable when

she stared up at him, contradicted the aggressive actions she had displayed mere moments ago. The

stark contrast left Axel bewildered, a victim turned aggressor, then swiftly back to the role of a damsel

in distress..

When Observing her sprawled on the floor, cold and exposed, Axel had felt a strange mix of frustration

and concern. Then Her flinch at his approach for the dog food and his phone like he was the bad guy.

The dog food! He glanced at the now sleeping husky. Everything came down to that girl. First meeting

her at the exhibition, the puppy at his door reminded him of her and he had taken it in. And now going

out to get the supposed food that the dog could eat he had gotten the beating of his life. In all of his

twenty five years of existence, no one had ever beaten him: And he felt worse, the one who did the

lashing looked at him like he was the bad guy, she looked up at him with those large eyes that made it

seem like she had been bullied by him.

He was the victim! Ever since he met her two days ago, his life had seemed to take a turn for the worst.

Darn that dark–haired woman and her beguilingly large eyes, Axel muttered to himself as he ambled

wearily towards the shower. He couldn’t help but wonder about the audacity of someone venturing out

into the night rain so scantily dressed? She had shivered, her wet clothes clinging to her b*dy. Hope

she doesn’t catch a cold, he thought to himself with a sigh.

The concern for her well–being tugged at him, even as irritation festered at the unwelcome intrusion;

his thoughts.

As he stood beneath the soothing cascade of water, his mind replayed the scenes from the unexpected

encounter. And the way she had flinched and reacted in that truly frightened manner, like she had some

history of abuse. Her reaction at the exhibition also, it gave of signs of someone with a deep trauma.

“Why am I even bothered?” he grumbled, struggling to comprehend the emotional turmoil her presence

stirred. Resolute in breaking free from this perplexing concern, Axel made a firm decision to distance

himself from her, convinced that she harbored nothing but bad luck.

Returning from the shower, his hair still damp, Axel encountered the remnants of

his neglected meal With a dismissive sweep, he cleared the table, discarding the

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now-cold food into the trash.

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In the obscurity of the night, enveloped by a concealing hoodie and the warmth

of a lit cigarette, the man watched intently as Jasmine picked herself from the floor and headed on her

way home.

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He derived perverse satisfaction from witnessing his prey unravel emotionally and unleash an

unwarranted attack on an unsuspecting victim. The

cat–and–mouse game intensified as Jasmine, seemingly aware of being followed became unhinged

and attacked someone else

A contemplative sigh escaped him, acknowledging the necessity for heightened. stealth to elude

Jasmine’s notice. Observing her, he couldn’t help but savor the provocative allure of her wet clothes

clinging sensuously to her figure.

Walking behind her hidden by the darkness he watched her enter the building. He stood at the down

floor of her apartment, his predatory gaze lingered on the eighteenth floor where her home was.

Intrusive thoughts, tinged with a sinister longing, played out in his mind as he imagined scenario’s

“I wonder what she’s doing now,” he pondered, succumbing to a dark fascination.

He stayed there for a long time then turned heading home blending in the darkness. Entering his home

he added yet another picture of her to the wall. Then turned on the light. The room became lit with

several pictures of Jasmine, it was like a temple dedicated to her. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Someday I would finally have you in my arms.” The man giggled gleefully, his hand stroking her

picture.

Maybe, he thought to himself.

“Maybe I’ll pay her a visit tomorrow.” She used to jog every morning before and then be would watch

her, how her work out clothes clung to her b*dy, but it seemed she had sensed someone watching her

and she had stopped. Working out in her apartments gym instead. The man gave an annoyed grunt.

The only time he ever got to watch was on her way to work and when she returned. Or rare evening’s

like this one when she came out.

Tomorrow was a Monday, which meant she would leave for work at about eight am and return by

seven. He believed he was so in love with her that be had even mastered her schedule. He would wait

for her tomorrow when she got off work and they would come home together.

He smiled at the thought of being up close to her and even touching her.

“One day Jasmine would be mine.”