The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 174

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Clair

Side Story 22-1

I closed my eyes and let out a shaky sigh, trying to calm myself so whatever was rising to the surface would sink back down. When I finally opened my eyes again, I felt a little lighter-still

shaken, but in control.

“Are you sure you haven’t shifted?” Randy asked again, watching me closely.

“No,” I replied plainly.

Right now, I just wanted to leave. The man who planned to reject me was staring at me like he was seeing me for the first time, and I didn’t want to remain in that room another second.

“You… you beast,” Alan croaked from the floor. I sighed, tired of everything.

“I’ll be leaving,” I announced to whoever cared enough to listen, and this time no one stopped me. walked straight out of the mansion.

I was almost outside the gate when I heard hurried footsteps behind me. Turning, I saw Randy jogging toward me. He stopped in front of me, breathing out. “Let me drive you home,” he offered.

I didn’t need him to. Mr. Sinclair had already given me money. “There’s no need to worry. I can find my way home,” I said gently.

But he shook his head. “I’m afraid I can’t do that. It’s the alpha’s order.”

Irritation bubbled inside me. Of course it was. “Well, if that’s the case,” I muttered, shrugging in

reluctant agreement.

Randy drove me back to the house. “Thank you,” I said as I stepped out, and he simply nodded before driving off.

Inside, Mrs. Sinclair was on the couch. The moment she saw me, she stood up.

“My husband called to tell me to give you money to rent a studio apartment. Here.” She handed me an envelope. “You can pack your things and leave now.”

She turned to walk away, but I asked, “He told you too that I’m going to be rejected, didn’t he?”

She stopped, still facing away from me. Without even looking back, she said, “Well… I’m sorry

about that,” and walked into her room.

I swallowed and headed to mine.

Once inside, I shut the door and slid down to the floor, leaning my back against it as I closed my

eyes.

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Clairy

I didn’t want to cry. I hated crying. But the thought of being completely alone again hollowed me

out. No one wanted me-that much had always been clear.

My birth parents gave me away without a second thought. The family that adopted me did it for their own selfish reasons, and when I was no longer useful, they treated me like I didn’t exist-like I

was only there to serve their daughter.

And now, the mate I waited for, the one I hoped would finally be my only family… he wanted to

reject me.

It felt like I would have no one until the very end.

I stayed there for a while before finally forcing myself up. I stripped out of my bloodied clothes and took a long shower, letting the water run over me until my breathing steadied.

When I came out, I put on something fresh, grabbed my bag, and picked up the envelope of money.

I looked around the room one last time, letting out a soft sigh, and headed for the door.

This was it-my freedom. The freedom I had always wanted.

Stepping out of the house, I inhaled deeply. At least the money would last me a good while, and I still hadn’t touched the first one Mr. Sinclair gave me. It would be enough for now.

I walked to the road and soon flagged down a cab.

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