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Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 484

I left her inside and walked out of the mansion to find Jay smoking. As soon as he saw me, he dropped the cigarette and coughed while pretending not to smoke.

“I am sorry,” he excused.

“I am just stressed,” he said with a weak smile on his lips.

“Do you love Shiloh a lot?” I stopped beside him, feeling bad for trying to get information out of him. But I also wanted to stay beside him and be an ear for him that he was unable to find.

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“Trust me, it seems like I am the only one who loves her, but that’s not the case. She loved me equally. In fact, she used to love me so much—she was all about me. She would call me her mate even when we never felt a mate bond. As was kind and sweet to me, but then she changed,” he awkwardly looked away while trying to hide his tears.

“What happened?” I questioned, and he shrugged.

“It feels so wrong to say this, but I think after she found out she is mates with a powerful creature like Akin, she just lost her interest in me, and honestly speaking, it hurts me so much,” the honesty in his tone and the genuine fear of losing her were visible in his tone.

I didn’t like what I was hearing. Because it also meant she would not rest until she got her hands on Akin. But then again, how can someone forget their love just because they found out they are mates with someone who can give them more strength and power?

“I will now rest—,” he then secretly cleaned his tears and forced a smile across his lips. Not wanting to put him under any more pressure, I gave him a head nod, and soon he had walked back into the guesthouse.

I was confused by this conversation.

If she was so sweet and in love with him, there was no way she would fall out of love with him so easily.

“What is that look?” Colt was standing outside the mansion, waiting for my arrival.

“This girl is weird,” I commented, pointing my f*inger at the guesthouse from afar.

“What did she do this time?’ he asked, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“She—,” I said, trying to focus on the conversation.

“She–oh s*hit! Wait!” I held my f*inger up when trying to get some time to remember what we talked about, but everything had been wiped clean from my memory, it seemed.

“Are you okay?” Colt frowned when he watched me struggle. I have never had such a weird feeling before, where I don’t even remember what I did in the last few minutes.

“I went over there to have a talk with her, and I did—but now I don’t remember what we talked about,” I shook my head, hissing at myself and hitting my head.

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