Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Don’t play the victim

"Mom, Amelie doesn’t care about us anymore," Flora said sharply, her arms folded tightly across her chest. "Ever since we wronged her, she’s decided to cut us off. She doesn’t respond to any of the messages we send, even though I can see she’s read them. I’ve tried everything to apologize, but she won’t give me the chance. Instead, she just keeps ignoring me... like I don’t matter. She’s now showing the attitude."

With a sigh, she slumped into the chair, her hands falling limply into her lap.

"Who’s showing attitude?" came David’s voice as he entered the room, having just returned from the office. Tyler followed behind, holding his briefcase and blazer in each hand.

"Amelie," Flora responded immediately.

David raised an eyebrow at her, silently taking his belongings from Tyler. "Thanks for the drive," he said before the driver exited. Then he turned back to Flora. "You’re blaming her again?" he asked. "She’s hurt, Flora. And rightfully so. We pushed her away."

He glanced at his wife.

"I wanted Amelie to visit and stay with us for a few days," Samyra said softly. "I called her earlier, but she didn’t answer. She hasn’t replied to my messages either. I thought... maybe now that she’s pregnant, she’d let me take care of her. At least during this time."

Flora let out a humorless laugh and stood up again. "She doesn’t see us as family anymore, Mom. That’s the truth. And the sooner you both accept that, the better it’ll be for everyone."

Flora rose to her feet without another word and walked out of the mansion. Fishing the car keys from her pocket, she unlocked the vehicle and slid into the driver’s seat, shutting the door with a soft thud.

She started the engine and pulled out of the driveway. The wind rushed past her window as she drove aimlessly, hoping the open road would offer the clarity she couldn’t find within the mansion’s walls.

Ever since she had returned to the pack, everything had felt off. The once-familiar faces now stared at her with judgment, their gazes were louder than any words.

Her fingers curled tighter around the steering wheel.

"They’re all acting like they’ve never made a single mistake," she muttered bitterly, guiding the car through a winding curve.

Eventually, she reached the old bridge under which a vast river flowed. She pulled over to the side, parked, and stepped out.

Then, she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out her phone. She hesitated for a moment, staring at Amelie’s name in her contacts. Then, opening the message thread, she left her a voice note.

Zander, who happened to be driving across the old bridge, gradually brought his car to a halt upon spotting Flora by the riverside. He pressed the brakes and stepped out.

"What are you doing here?" he asked. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Flora turned at the sound of his voice. Her eyes flicked up to meet his before she quickly lowered them.

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