After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 116

I lowered the phone, feeling a strange, hollow sensation spread through me.

Mia’s words stung, and yet… I felt almost nothing.

I’d waited years for Ryan to show some level of loyalty, some sign that he valued me.

And now, in this desperate, reckless act, he was trying to prove something that had already lost its meaning.

Mia’s message beeped through, and I clicked on the video attachment.

The screen lit up with a scene of swirling snow, the image flickering as Ryan’s silhouette appeared and disappeared in the lake.

Each time he surfaced, gasping for breath, he would dive back down, his movements slowing, his face etched with a fierce determination.

Watching him felt surreal; he looked like a man obsessed, clinging to a shred of hope that he thought could fix things between us.

The moment the video changed, my gaze turned steely, watching as the scene unfolded on the screen.

There he was — Ryan, the same man I had once believed in, his once-vibrant blue eyes dulled and his lips trembling as he rose from an icy lake.

Snow fell softly around him, clinging to his soaked hair and pale face, and his hand held a small, glittering diamond ring.

It was a sight meant to stir pity, a romantic gesture designed to melt any heart.

“Sophia,” he called out, his voice barely audible over the static of the recording. He clutched the ring with shaking fingers, his expression strained and forlorn.

“I found our wedding ring… Can we get back together?” The words were as cold as the lake he had dragged himself out of, desperate and pleading.

I sighed, unamused by the spectacle. How could he think that pulling something like this would erase all the hurt he had caused? “You must be getting desperate, Ryan,” I muttered, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “All this to get Moon Shadow’s support… do you really think I’d be swayed?”

Ryan’s face twisted, looking back at me with a hint of wounded pride. “Is that how little you think of me, Sophia?” he asked, a tremor of sincerity in his voice. “Do you really believe I’m that kind of person?”

Once, those words might have broken me, made me feel guilty for doubting him.

But not anymore. The innocence of that previous Sophia had vanished along with my trust in him. Now, it was all clear. He wanted me back not out of love, but out of need.