Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 269

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Silence hung between us like a physical barrier. The only sounds in the private dining roomt were the gentle link of silverware against fine chime and th occasional swallow of wine. I pushed my barely touched carrot salad around my plate, keeping my eyes fixed downwayven though could feet Sebastian’s gaze repeatedly falling on me.

The weight of his stare made my skin prickle with awareness. Every time. I glanced up, those gray eyes would be watching me with an intensity that made something twist uncomfortably in my chest. I hated how my body still responded to him, how my wall still recognized his went.

I took a sip of water, using the moment to collect my thoughts. The conversation had stalled after his cryptic comment abre caring for more than just the baby. What game was he playing now? After years of cold indifference, why this sudden interest?

Setting my napkin beside my plate, I wiped the corner of my mouth and straightened my shoulders. Well, we’ve finished dinner. Let’s talk about what we’re really here for.”

I met his eyes directly, my decision already made. If he was so fixated on the child, I’d give him complete clarity about where things stood.

‘I don’t know why you’re so insistent about discussing the baby,” I said, keeping my voice even and cool. “But there’s one thing you should understand perfectly well. You’re the one who told me to take birth control pills. So this child has absolutely nothing to do with you.”

I watched as his fork stopped midway to his mouth, hovering in the air as his expression froze. Something flickered in his eyes-pain? Anger? I couldn’t tell, and honestly, I didn’t care. I’d spent too many nights crying over this man to spare his feelings now.

“Since that’s the case, Mr. Grey,” I continued, deliberately adopting a businesslike tone, “consider yourself simply a sperm donor. I’ll handle the child support payments appropriately, of course.”

I could see his jaw tightening, the muscle in his temple twitching rhythmically. His knuckles whitened around his fork, but he didn’t explode as I half-

expected. Instead, he set the utensil down with deliberate care, his control clearly hanging by a thread.

For a split second, something like regret tugged at me. The words had been deliberately cruel, calculated to push him away. But I quickly reminded myself:

Don’t soften. Don’t give in. Remember how he treated you for years.

“You can rest assured,” Sebastien finally spoke, his voice low and controlled, “I won’t try to take the child away from you.”

“Good,” I replied curtly. “Then make sure you stand by your word, Mr. Grey.”

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I stood up, grabbing my purse from the chair beside me. Mission accomplished. I’d said what needed saying, established my boundaries, and now I could

leave with my dignity intact.

I felt Sebastien close behind me as I walked toward the exit. His presence was like a shadow, too close for comfort but not quite touching. The restaurant hallway was lined with private rooms, their doors closed to ensure privacy for other diners.

As we passed the second-floor section, a woman’s panicked voice suddenly pierced the quiet atmosphere: “Help! Someone’s fainted!”

I instinctively stopped, my head turning toward the sound. Through the partially open door, I caught the scent of something distinct-pregnancy hormones. My senses had been hyper-attuned to them ever since my own condition developed.

Without thinking, I moved toward the room, remembering my college first aid training and all the pregnancy books I’d been reading lately, I might be able

to help.

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Silence hung between us like a physical barrier. The only sounds in the private dining room were the gentle clink of silverware against fine chine and the occasional swallow of wine. I pushed my barely touched carrot salad around my plate, keeping my eyes fixed downward even though I could feel sebastien gaze repeatedly falling on me.

The weight of his stare made my skin prickle with awareness. Every time I glanced up, those gray eyes would be watching me with an intensity that mu something twist uncomfortably in my chest. I hated how my body still responded to him, how my wolf still recognized his scent.

I took a sip of water, using the moment to collect my thoughts. The conversation had stalled after his cryptic comment abor caring for more than just the baby. What game was he playing now? After years of cold indifference, why this sudden interest?

Setting my napkin beside my plate, I wiped the corner of my mouth and straightened my shoulders. Well, we’ve finished dinner. Let’s talk about what were really here for.”

I met his eyes directly, my decision already made. If he was so fixated on the child, I’d give him complete clarity about where things stood.

“I don’t know why you’re so insistent about discussing the baby,” I said, keeping my voice even and cool. “But there’s one thing you should understand perfectly well. You’re the one who told me to take birth control pills. So this child has absolutely nothing to do with you.”

I watched as his fork stopped midway to his mouth, hovering in the air as his expression froze. Something flickered in his eyes-pain? Anger? I couldn’t tell, and honestly, I didn’t care. I’d spent too many nights crying over this man to spare his feelings now.

“Since that’s the case, Mr. Grey,” I continued, deliberately adopting a businesslike tone, consider yourself simply a sperm donor. I’ll handle the child support payments appropriately, of course.”

I could see his jaw tightening, the muscle in his temple twitching rhythmically. His knuckles whitened around his fork, but he didn’t explode as I half-

expected. Instead, he set the utensil down with deliberate care, his control flearly hanging by a thread.

For a split second, something like regret tugged at me. The words had been deliberately cruel, calculated to push him away. But I quickly reminded myself:

Don’t soften. Don’t give in. Remember how he treated you for years.

“You can rest assured,” Sebastien finally spoke, his voice low and controlled, “I won’t try to take the child away from you.”

“Good,” I replied curtly. “Then make sure you stand by your word, Mr. Grey.”

I stood up, grabbing my purse from the chair beside me. Mission accomplished. I’d said what needed saying, established my boundaries, and now I could

leave with my dignity intact.

1 felt Sebastien close behind me as I walked toward the exit. His presence was like a shadow, too close for comfort but not quite touching. The restaurant hallway was lined with private rooms, their doors closed to ensure privacy for other diners.

As we passed the second-floor section, a woman’s panicked voice suddenly pierced the quiet atmosphere: “Help! Someone’s fainted!”

I instinctively stopped, my head turning toward the sound. Through the partially open door, I caught the scent of something distinct–pregnancy hormones. My senses had been hyper-attuned to them ever since my own condition developed.

Without thinking, I moved toward the room, remembering my college first aid training and all the pregnancy books I’d been reading lately. I might be able

to help.

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Chapter 260

small crowd had gathered armind a woman lying on the Dogs Her face was pale, her brudy limp. A feanter en trend is. I paiting her clocks and calling her name.

Step back, give her some air, I comended, pushing through the onfenkers. Does anyone know fast aid?

When no one responded, I knelt beside the unconscious woman, my mind racing through the emergency procedures Id Darned. Her breathing opened regular, and I could detect a steady pulse when I checked her wrist

“Call an ambulance, I instructed the panicking woman beside me. “And tell me did she show any symptoms before fainting? Was she feeling fizzy or complaining about anything?

“N-no,” the woman stammered, fumbling with her phone. “We were just having dinner. She got up to leave and then… pist collapsed

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