Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 223

Chapter 152 The Unbirda

Chapter 152: The Unbridgeable Chasm

Chapter 152: The Unbridgeable Chasm

(Third Person’s POV)

Richard Winters and Natalie Winters also arrived at Shadow Den soon after. Natalie hugged Grace tightly and cried uncontrollably, her wolf whimpering in maternal distress.

“Boohoo… Baby… Mama thought she would never see you again… Mama thinks about you every day, dreams

about you every night, baby, Mama was so worried…

Olivia stood aside watching, silently shedding tears. She had also been seeing Frederick Warrier, that

madman, tormenting her sister as soon as she closed her eyes these past few days.

She always had nightmares at night, dreaming of Frederick pouring gasoline on Grace, wanting to burn her to death. She dreamed of Frederick telling her to trade her own life for her sister’s life.

Seeing this scene, even Richard, a grown Alpha, had red eyes. He had thousands of words he wanted to say, but all that was left on his lips was, “Grace, Dad misses you too.”

After the family of four cried, the careful Natalie noticed that Grace’s mental state was not good. With red eyes, she said: “Grace had psychological shadows from being kidnapped before, and this time she was taken to Blackmoor. Territory again, and almost lost her life. I’m worried about her…

She couldn’t continue. Grace was not even nine years old, but she had experienced two kidnappings.

How could such a little pup withstand these successive stimulations? There would definitely be mental

problems.

Richard’s eyes were bruised. He hadn’t slept well since his youngest daughter was kidnapped.

At this moment, Richard’s face was haggard and tired, and his eyes were full of guilt and worry when he looked at his youngest daughter. “I’ll contact the best supernatural psychologist right away.”

Olivia said, “I will also ask my friends to contact the most authoritative child psychologist. Natalie, Grace will

be fine.”

Natalie sighed deeply, “Hopefully.”

Connor Rivers and Leonard Hartwell were outside discussing things. When the Winters family came out, the

two sides met.

Connor’s gaze fell on Olivia Winters, and their eyes met. Olivia’s amber eyes were red, as if she had just cried. Connor’s ice–blue eyes showed bits of heartache. Olivia pursed her lips and silently shifted her gaze. Natalie originally wanted to say “thank you” to Connor, but when she thought that if it weren’t for Connor, her precious daughter wouldn’t have been kidnapped. Her “thank you” couldn’t be said no matter what.

Richard glared at Connor unhappily, his eyes cold. Connor’s expression was as usual, and he greeted politely: “Alpha Winters.”

“Don’t call me Alpha, I can’t afford it,” Richard said in a rather strange tone.

Connor was not annoyed and just nodded slightly, saying, “Is Grace alright?”

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This question made Richard even more angry. He snorted coldly, Thanks to you, she almost lost her lif

Connor lowered his eyes, his expression quilty, “I’m very sorry”

Leonard on the side wanted to say something, but without Connor’s permission, he couldn’t interject Faced with Connor’s humble apology, Richard didn’t buy it.

Burning with fire in his heart, he said coldly, ‘What’s the use of apologizing? Can a sentence of apology heal the harm done to Olivia and Grace?”

Connor was silent. Richard snorted again, hugging Grace and walking away angrily.

Natalie didn’t say anything and followed.

Olivia also followed. As she passed Connor, the man grabbed Olivia’s wrist, “Livry “

Olivia stopped and looked up at him, “Is there anything else?”

Connor’s ice–blue eyes were deep, with pain in the depths, his posture humble, “Can we make up?”

Olivia was stunned, her amber eyes filled with disbelief. After a long while, she reacted and asked him with a frown, “What are you talking about?”

Make up? Now, how could they possibly make up?

Not to mention that Eleanor Rivers didn’t like her and strongly opposed them being together. Even if, taking ten thousand steps back, Eleanor agreed to them being together, she could never make up with him.

*g case. She and her sister almost lost their lives.

Between them, there was Grace and her k*** Richard now hated the Rivers pack to the bone. Even if she still had lingering feelings for him in her heart, it was absolutely impossible to make up.

So even though she learned the truth about Connor breaking their engagement from Frederick’s subordinates, knew that the female celebrity he was rumored with was his cousin, and knew that she occupied a very important position in his heart and he was even willing to risk his life to save her, she didn’t mention making up.

She couldn’t turn back. There was no possibility between them.

Olivia originally thought Connor was very clear about this. But now it seemed that he still harbored unrealistic delusions in his heart.

Olivia suddenly felt a heart–wrenching pain. It was actually very difficult for her to accept such an ending. But this was a dead end. She was trapped in it, suffering physically and mentally without any solution. Connor had saved Grace, that’s right. But the truth was, if it weren’t for Connor, Grace would never have been kidnapped and would never have been in danger.

If it weren’t for Connor, she wouldn’t have become Frederick’s entry point to retaliate against Connor. Seeing Olivia’s silence with her eyes lowered, Connor’s ice–blue eyes turned red, his throat was bitter, and his heart ached as if he was about to suffocate.

After a long time, Olivia heard her own hoarse voice: “It’s no use going back, Connor, we can never go back.” The strength on her wrist suddenly tightened, then gradually loosened, bit by bit. Finally, Connor released Olivia’s hand.

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The man’s eyes were as black as a bottomless abyss, and the emotions in his eyes surged, layer Upon layer

revealing pain.

Olivia didn’t look into Connor’s ice–blue eyes. She didn’t say anything else.

Connor released her hand, and she fled as if she had been granted amnesty.

In the cold wind, the man stood motionless like a sculpture. With his eyes lowered, a tear quietly slid down his distinct eyelashes, silently, unnoticed.

The early spring season when the grass grew and the orioles flew, everything recovered, full of vitality. The branches on the roadside sprouted new buds, the flowers in the garden were blooming in full splendor.

The gentle breeze and drizzle nourished the earth, everything was flourishing. But Connor’s world was bleak, desolate, and dilapidated, leaving only black and white.

After Connor learned that Grace had mental problems, he immediately contacted the world’s most authoritative supernatural psychologist, Dr. Victoria Sterling. He even flew her over overnight to personally

invite the person.