Taking Alpha's Twins Away After Divorce

Alpha 166

Max was staring at me with stunned eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

“It has been a while. Where have you been? I had been looking for you,” he muttered.

I was taken aback. “You were looking for me?”

Just to make sure I was not dreaming, I gave my hand a quick pinch.

I let out a hiss when I realized that it was not a dream and he was standing in front of me!

My eyes almost got teary as I found new hope for my brother. I had been searching for him for so long. Finally, my luck turned out to be on my side, and

A broad smile appeared on my face because of it.

He started to walk, making his way toward me.

However, he got hit on his leg by a chair on a table.

I immediately took off my apron and rushed to help him. “Max, are you okay?” I asked, holding his arm.

When he looked at me, I realized he was drunk.

“Max, please sit down.”

I pulled a chair for him, and thankfully, he sat down there. “What happened to you? Why are you drunk – ”

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The smell of alcohol emanated from his shirt. His hair was messy, and his eyes were red because of the influence of the alcohol.

When I didn’t get a response from him, I asked him again, Are you okay?” This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

He gazed at me for a while, then shut his eyes. He gave a slight shake of his head and rubbed his forehead.

“Natalia?” he mumbled to himself.

“Yes?” I responded, sitting in a chair next to him.

“How come you are here?” he asked in a low tone.

“I work at this coffee shop.”

He heaved a sigh and glanced at me. His eyes appeared to be cloudy. He needed some rest. What brought him here in such a state?

“I am a little drunk. Don’t mind me.”

“No, it’s okay, Max.”

He dropped his head on the table, indicating that he was out of strength.

I could not help but wonder what had caused this healer to become so upset that he felt the need to drink.

By the way, what was the reason behind his statement that he was looking for me?

“Were you looking for me? Is there anything that I can do to help you in any way?”

He was silent. I stared at his head. His hair looked soft to me. I thought he had fallen asleep. So I did not disturb him.

Then, all of a sudden, I caught a glimpse of a red mark on the back of his neck.

With a frown on my face, I suddenly felt the urge to see it more clearly.

As I leaned close to his head to get a better look at it, I saw a small dagger of red color.

I had never seen a mark like that before. I was so preoccupied with examining the mark that I could not notice when he moved his head.

I gasped when he turned his head toward me. His face became closer to mine.

His eyes, which were a little dizzy, were looking into mine.

“What are you looking at?” he asked me.

“T–That mark on your neck,” I replied.

I bit my tongue to stammer in front of him. But I was surprised when he answered my question.

“Only a healer can have this mark on their body.”

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