Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 937

Chapter 143 : I Don’t Know What to Believe

*Eliza*

The things Lena and Xander told me about Jared were confusing. I knew for a fact they were wrong. My memory wasn’t lying. Why would they try to convince me otherwise?

As soon as I was well enough, I went back to my house. According to Lena, Jared bought me the house, but I didn’t think that was true.

It wasn’t just a house; it was a home, where I could see myself raising my child and giving them a good life, far away from the Dark Realm and Jared.

He’d never buy me anything like that, and I would never want to accept anything like that from him.

The day I got home, my mom met me there. I was glad to see her. I remembered her always telling me that Jared was bad news. It had taken me a while to figure it out but finally, I’d learned.

“How are you feeling, dear?” she asked as she fixed me some soup for lunch.

I sat at the kitchen table, a horrible feeling of despair building in my stomach and I just knew it was because Jared was still hanging around.

He was staying with Xander, and fortunately, they had Hestia to worry about.

“I’m fine, Mom. Just a little… confused.”

“Confused about what?”

She dished up two bowls of soup and joined me at the table.

“People keep telling me things that I don’t remember happening. It’s like I lived two lives or something.”

“Eat your soup,” my mom said, tapping the side of my bowl.

I complied, mulling over everything that had happened recently. Everyone had been telling me that the awful Jared I remembered wasn’t the real Jared.

But if that was true, why hadn’t he tried to come to see me again? He was staying as far away from me as I would expect. He hadn’t done anything to make me think he was this “decent” Jared they all talked about.

“Well, if you don’t feel like Jared is a good man, then no one should pressure you into rekindling your relationship.” She smiled across the table at me.

I smiled back. Having my mother’s support was helpful. I couldn’t remember her being that friendly and supportive all the time, but I was glad she was on my side with this one.

“Thanks, Mom. I appreciate that. I just wish I knew what everyone was talking about. I don’t know what to believe.”

I finished my soup and my mom started to clean up. She was being so supportive, but I could tell there was something else she wanted to say.

“Mom, is something bothering you?”

She sighed and turned around, facing me. “Honey, I don’t want you to feel like you have to listen to everyone else, especially when it goes against what you believe right now.”

“But…?”

She smiled humorlessly. “But I don’t want you to wake up three years from now and realize you made a mistake. Living with regrets is not something I want for you.”

“How could I regret keeping my child away from him, here in the Light Realm? He’s… awful.” I looked at my lap. Even as I said the words, they felt so cruel and harsh.

Was that because I still had feelings for him, after everything he’d done?

My mom came over and put her hand on my shoulder. She squeezed gently.

“Eliza, I want what is best for you and my grandchild. I might not have always thought Jared is good for you, but he has surprised me in the past. He bought you this house, and he has worked really hard to build a relationship with me and your father.”

I scoffed and narrowed my eyes. Standing up, I walked away from my mother and crossed my arms.

“Why are you saying these things?”

“Because you know that I wouldn’t lie to you, Eliza. I’ve always been honest, even when you don’t want to hear it.”

My mother’s words hung heavily around me. She was right. No matter what, I could count on her being honest, even brutally honest.

“You know, he did save you from becoming a breeder. I’ve heard the stories the kids are telling each other, stories that you told them.”

I shook my head, still struggling to wrap my mind around that. I liked what my mom was saying. I liked what my friends were telling me. But my memories just didn’t back it up.

“Hey you two, I’m not interrupting, am I?” Scarlett came into the kitchen with a wide smile.

“Scarlett! How’d you get here?”

I ran to her and hugged her. She grunted, almost dropping the basket in her hands.

“Um… what do you mean? I came with Archer when Jared sent for him.”

I let Scarlett go and she set the basket on the kitchen table. She sighed and unruffled her shirt.

It was surreal to me to see Scarlett there, out of Jared’s village. She’d been held there just like I was, unable to break free or run away. When I’d left to help Lena, I’d regretted not being able to take her with me.

“I can’t believe Jared let you come here….”

Scarlett creased her brow. “I didn’t ask for his permission. Besides, Archer told me I was needed.”

“Yeah but, you were a prisoner there, just like me.”

Scarlett pursed her lips. She looked around me at my mother.

“I’ve got to get to the store and do some grocery shopping. You girls will be fine here on your own?”

“We’ll be fine, thank you,” Scarlett nodded.

As soon as we were alone, Scarlett took my hands and squeezed.

“Lena and Archer filled me in on what’s been going on. I’m really sorry that all of this has happened to you, Eliza. I know things feel… confusing, but please believe me when I say that we all just want to help.”

I nodded, my eyes welling with tears a little. I did know that all my friends and family wanted the best for me. It was the only reason I entertained the notion something in my memories was wrong at all. But that didn’t change my memories or my feelings.