Chapter 301 Cracks in the Facade
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In the face of Henry’s question, Wemble answered calmly. “Ms. Mary fits what we call a hyper- rational personality.
For example, if someone poured out their pain in love to her, no matter how much she heard, her heart would remain unmoved. In matters of emotion, she finds it very difficult to empathize. Her views on family, love, and friendship are all extremely detached.”
He paused briefly before continuing, his eyes shifting to Henry. “When she loves, she will give everything without reservation. But when she breaks away, she can sever those feelingspletely in a very short time. With friends, she is even colder–she won’t mourn their absence, because to her, departure is inevitable.”
Adelyn frowned, puzzled. “But Henry said Aubrey’s emotions have been unstable these past few days. That doesn’t sound like someone hyper–rational at all.”
“Then perhaps the question lies with the alpha.” Wemble’s smile turned thoughtful as he looked at Henry. “It is extremely rare for someone with a hyper–rational personality to suffer emotional copse. For them, emotional wounds are hard to inflict, because theyck those attachments.
If Ms. Mary truly did break down, it must have been triggered by something that no ordinary person could endure–something devastating. If you know what that was, Alpha, sharing it with me would help me determine a proper approach.”
But Henry himself didn’t know. Naturally, he couldn’t answer. “Your task is to ease her emotions…” He paused, his brows drawing together. “As for her secrets, if you’re capable of uncovering them, then ask her yourself.”
Wemble inclined his head slightly. “Helping her is the sole reason I am here. Rest assured, I will do everything I can.”
Seeing Henry unwilling to borate, he asked no further. But inside, his curiosity toward Aubrey only deepened. For someone to endure something unendurable, yet remainposed and rational–this girl was far more broken than she seemed, and far stronger too.
Henry, however, was unsettled. If Aubrey was truly rational rather than unstable, then her choice to distance herself from him hadn’t been some impulsive act. It meant she had decided, calmly, <i>to </i>leave him behind. How was he supposed to win her back?
He found no answers.
That night, the weight on him grew unbearable. Again and again he resisted, until finally he
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couldn’t anymore. He slipped into the room next door, shifted into his wolf form, and curled up on the floor beside her bed as she slept.
He couldn’t lie next to her, couldn’t even climb onto the bed. But here, at her side–even on the cold, hard floor–he felt peace.
Only then did Henry close his eyes and sleep.
Through the window, John saw everything. Rage flickered across his face.
Henry was his idol. And yet now, his idol had reduced himself to lying like a supplicant at the feet of an omega.
Unforgivable. He would make Aubrey fall for him, and when she did, Henry would have no choice but to give up.
Grinding down his fury, John turned away and stalked to theb. He couldn’t sleep anyway, not with the image of a supreme alpha debasing himself so low. Better to bury himself in experiments.
The next morning, Aubrey rose as usual and headed to theb. When she reached her office, she found a massive bouquet of red roses on her desk.
Her expression didn’t flicker. Without so much as a wrinkle in her brow, she ignored them and reached for the stack of data, calmly checking the records.
Partway through, Ginnie stopped in and cheerfully mentioned the new beta wolf doctor. “That John–he’s really dedicated. He spent the entire night in theb, still working even now.”
Aubrey didn’t look up. “Mm. If he’s willing to work hard, then let him. Let him work overtime and handle more tasks. A beta’s body is stronger than a gamma’s–he won’t die from losing a little sleep.”