The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 61

Chapter 57

Owen

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I sat on the bench, Aria’s words replaying in my head. She was right. Every word. I had lived my life thinking only of myself.

I always thought I was doing the right thing-listening to my father, marrying Olivia, raising Osborne. Those were the right choices… for me. But what about everyone else? The ones I hurt along the way with my selfishness?

I hurt Aria. And now, I’ve hurt my mate-the woman I came to truly love. The truth is, I hurt her long before this day.

And now I learn of a child. My child. A daughter with Aria I never even knew existed. But how can

fault her? I left her. I didn’t even explain anything to her. No contact, no goodbye-just silence.

I thought leaving her just like that was best. That ending things abruptly would help us both move

1. I told myself I needed to keep my head clear, to carry the weight of responsibility my father

piled onto me.

But it wasn’t noble. It was selfish.

The worst part? I rejected her through a letter. A letter. The most degrading thing I could have

done to someone who once meant everything to me. And why? Because I thought it would be

easier-for me. A clean cut, no strings, no looking back.

I am the one to blame. For all of it.

And still, I nearly dragged Osborne into my selfishness too. I laughed bitterly at myself. I wanted him to marry Bella-just to strengthen my pack. I even told him to reject a girl he claimed as his, all because of a promise I made to Hamilton. Selfish. That’s what I am.

By now, the entire pack must know about the child I had with Aria. And I ask myself: how am I supposed to face this? How can I lead them when I can’t even keep my own house in order?

A man who can’t govern his home isn’t fit to govern a pack.

Before I face my people, I must first face my wife. Olivia. How must you be feeling now? I don’t even know how to meet your eyes. Osborne once called me weak, and he wasn’t wrong. I couldn’t even fight for the woman I once wanted. And when I finally fell in love with you, Olivia, I failed you

too.

Just then, one of my guards approached.

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“Sir, I think we should head home now. I brought the car.”

I nodded, rising slowly. “What about the wedding?” I asked as we walked.

“Sir, Osborne handled it. Everyone has returned home.”

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Of course. While I sat here hiding, my son stepped forward and took responsibility. Osborne is

more of a man than I have ever been. I bless the day I had him, with his spirit-unyielding,

unwavering. The spirit of a true ruler.

On the way home, I kept turning over the same thoughts. What would I even say to Olivia? Would

she even give me the chance to speak? The only thing I knew I could offer was an apology. And if

she didn’t forgive me… then I would try again. And again.

But how would she take it, knowing I had another child? It would crush her. And Osborne-how must

he feel, finding out he has a sibling he never knew existed, a sibling tied to his wife of all people?

This was a nightmare. One hell of a ride, and all thanks to Bella-for throwing the truth into the open on what was supposed to be the most memorable day of my son’s life. She wanted to ruin him, but she succeeded in ruining everything between.

I wondered if Hamilton knew about this. No… Hamilton would never stoop that low. Or would he?

The car rolled to a stop at the house. As I stepped out, the guards bowed their heads. No one dared say a word, but silence didn’t ease the sting of my shame-it only made it heavier.

When I reached my chambers, I hesitated outside the door. Olivia was inside. I almost couldn’t bring myself to open it, but eventually, I pushed through.

She was seated in her rocking chair, eyes fixed out the window. “Took you long enough to get

back,” she said without looking at me.

I froze. Words caught in my throat. In the end, all I managed was: “I am sorry.”

The silence stretched like a blade between us until she finally turned her gaze on me.

“What did she tell you, Owen?” Olivia asked.

I shifted uneasily. “That… yes, she confirmed…”

She cut me off with a sharp shake of her head. “Not that. I can already tell. What else did she say

to you? What did you talk about?”

I swallowed hard, eyes dropping to the floor. “That I’m selfish. We didn’t talk much.”

She sighed and stood, walking slowly over to me. Her eyes were steady, her voice steady, but the

weight of her words crushed me.

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