After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 26

Ryan’s frown deepened, and for the first time, I saw the cracks in his patience. He was usually so compliant, going along with whatever I wanted. But I knew him too well. I could sense the anger bubbling beneath the surface, the way he held back until he couldn’t anymore. In the past, when his anger finally boiled over, I would always end up begging for his forgiveness, dropping every shred of pride I had.

“Sophia, enough,” he warned me, his voice low and dangerous. “You’ve gone far enough.”

In the past, his tone would have sent a shiver of fear down my spine. But not anymore. I wasn’t that same girl. Not this time.

Calmly, I reached into my pocket, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the spot on my face where his hand had brushed it earlier. “Fine,” I said indifferently. “Then let’s break up.”

Ryan’s expression shattered. His eyes widened in disbelief, his voice almost cracking as he stammered, “What did you say? Sophia, don’t joke about this.”

“I’m not joking,” I replied coolly. I tossed the tissue away as if it meant nothing. “I never wanted to fall in love with a bastard in the first place. And now, you can’t even follow a simple order. Why should I stay with you?”

His face twisted in confusion, anger, and something else I couldn’t quite place. He looked at Linda again, her eyes filled with silent hope, and I could see him weighing his options. But I knew, deep down, what he would choose. He always did.

Suddenly, with a force I hadn’t expected, Ryan raised his hand and slapped Linda hard across the face. The sound of his palm connecting with her cheek echoed through the quiet, and Linda’s head snapped to the side, her cheek now sporting a clear, red mark. The force of it left her stunned, and for a moment, she just sat there in shock before letting out a small, broken sob.

I watched, my satisfaction growing as I saw the pain in her eyes. I walked up to Ryan, who stood there looking uncomfortable, his gaze flickering between Linda and me, torn between guilt and duty. Smiling sweetly, I slipped my arm through his, pulling him close.

“That’s enough,” I said, my voice saccharine. “I’m satisfied. Let’s go, darling.”

Ryan forced a smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes. He glanced back at Linda, who sat crying softly on the ground, as if he wanted to say something—anything—but my grip tightened on his arm, and he remained silent.