Taking Alpha's Twins Away After Divorce novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269 

All of the officials were stunned. Adrian saw Natalia leaving the party with Max. She did not even bother to glance at him for once. 

“Where are you going? Beta Patric asked him 

Adrian remained silent and reached for the suit jacket he had removed and placed on the couch a while ago. 

He walked past everyone and made his way to the entrance. His jacket was hiding his wounded hand. 

“Adrian.” 

He stopped his steps and turned around. 

Lynda approached him and looked at him softly. 

“You didn’t even talk to me during the whole party. Are you starting to see me as a stranger?” 

She continued to move her wrist, which appeared swollen. Adrian’s eyes landed on her hand. It reminded him of how Natalia had hurt 

her. 

“Go to the pack hospital to get your hand treated. I don’t think it’s a major wound since you can move it.” 

After saying that, he turned around and headed to the entrance once again. 

Lynda’s jaw tightened as she fixed her gaze on his back. 

“Even though he knows that woman hurt me, he is still warning me not to make a scene in front of people. He was just giving me an indirect warning!” 

She knew Adrian very well. His words were not simple, like others, 

but full of meaning and warnings. 

She stomped her legs on the floor in anger. “Why are my plans all failing miserably?” 

She was depressed. She had no idea why Adrian was acting so viciously. In his eyes, she was he one who saved him in the past. How could he have ignored his life savior in such a way? 

Indeed, no one could tempt him. 

Meanwhile, 

Adrian left the pack house and came outside. 

His driver rushed to his car because he had been outside for a while 

dinner. 

“Alpha, are you going anywhere?” the driver inquired, unlocking the 

car. 

Adrian opened the door and shoved his jacket inside the car. 

He turned to the driver and said 

“Give me the keys.” 

The driver was about to hand him his car keys, but his eyes widened when he noticed blood all over his palm. 

“A–Alpha, your h–hand.” 

“Give it to me,” Adrian said calmly. 

But the driver could see how icy his eyes were. He immediately handed him the keys and stepped aside. 

Adrian got inside the car and started it. The driver observed him gripping the steering wheel with his bloodied palm. 

‘How is he going to drive like that?‘ The driver thought in concern. 

Adrian drove out of the pack house area, heading to a place he had not been in six years.