After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 100

Linda’s expression softened as she met his eyes, though the tension in her tone was unmistakable.

“I’m only doing this for your own good. Look at you…” Her words trailed off, but she quickly caught herself, taking a deep breath as she forced a kinder expression onto her face.

“Ryan, it hurts me more than you know to see you in pain. I just want you to be safe and happy. I’d do anything for you, you know that. Why can’t you understand?”

Ryan’s initial annoyance faded as her words sunk in. Guilt flickered across his face as he spoke softly, “Linda, I didn’t mean… I didn’t think about it like that…”

Linda sighed deeply, her gaze turning cold and distant. “If you don’t make things right with Sophia, then maybe it’s best we go our separate ways.”

Without waiting for his response, Linda turned sharply and strode off, leaving Ryan standing in stunned silence, her words echoing in his mind.

As their conversation drifted toward me, I tried to stay focused on my book, keeping my head down to avoid their emotional whirlwind.

But I could feel Ryan’s gaze burning into me, and soon enough, he was storming over.

“Did you say something to her?” he demanded, his tone harsh and accusing.

I looked up, feigning innocence as I met his glare. “How could this possibly have anything to do with me?” I shot back, my tone casual. “You’re the one who got dumped.”

Ryan opened his mouth to retort, but then his expression shifted as he realized I hadn’t actually done anything to interfere.

After a long moment, he muttered something under his breath and walked off, seemingly defeated.

The rest of the day, Linda was busy with her own matters, brushing off Ryan’s attempts to reconnect. With each failed attempt, his enthusiasm waned, replaced by a simmering frustration that soon turned in my direction.

Ryan suddenly approached me, his face set with determination. “I’m coming home with you this afternoon,” he announced, his tone making it clear he wasn’t asking but demanding.

I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Since when do you have any say in where I go or how I get there? Take the bus if you’re so desperate.”

A flash of irritation crossed his face at my blunt rejection, but he wasn’t about to back down so easily. He spent the rest of the afternoon pestering me, trying to provoke some sort of reaction.