Chasing And Claiming My Rejected Omega MateAlpha’s Severe Regret [BL] - Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Unmasked Truth
Rory

I took over six hours to construct the message I planned on sending to her. It was very convenient for me since I have her number in my phone. Living with her for months made me know the times she’d be with her phone and the times she’d be busy with something else.

I timed myself properly and I made sure to send the times at the exact time I wanted knowing she’d pick up her phone.

In the text message, I attached the whole recording of the conversation I had with her husband, then I sent proof of the money her husband sent to me. At the end of the message, I asked her to send me her account number so I could wire the money to her.

She didn’t respond even after reading the text, and that instantly made me begin to panic.

What if her husband unexpectedly arrived early and ended up reading and deleting the text before she did?

That means I was more or less doomed.

I knew coming up with different possibilities as to why she was yet to respond was only gonna make me overthink myself to death, which was why I ended up forcing myself to stop thinking about that, choosing to take a walk for the time being.

The walk did wonders to my overheated brain and I found myself wondering how it would feel to have my baby here and bring the baby up all by myself, without help or assistance from anyone. The thought of that was scary because even though I liked babies, I wasn’t sure I could handle teeny, tiny ones.

I reminded myself to not worry myself about this yet, especially since I wasn’t having my baby any time soon. It wasn’t even snowing yet.

I absent mindedly caressed my belle underneath my hoodie as I made my way back to my home. I stopped by a small store and purchased a particular brand of sweet which I was finding my craving once midnight hits. I was glad that I was having a very easy pregnancy and not one that would be stressing my entire existence.

After getting home that evening, I took a shower and reheated the food from this morning. Since I had an off day today, I prepared food for myself this morning and it was a nice change from the restaurant’s food.

After eating and cleaning up after myself, I reluctantly admitted to myself that I was so fucking sad and lonely with no one to talk to or even think of without my mind souring. I didn’t let myself dwell on that thought too much, because I didn’t want to go to sleep sad.

My bed was one of the things that still made me happy whenever I looked at it. It was a reminder of how far I’ve come so far. It’s insignificant to others but to me, it’s an accomplishment and a proof of my growth. I went from begging for food on the streets to this, I deserve to feel proud about myself.

I arranged a cozy nest for myself in the middle of the bed and then I crawled into it. The nest wasn’t as thick as I’d have liked since it wasn’t filled with as much clothes and blankets as my omega instincts wanted. There was also no alpha scent in sight, but I didn’t let those things deter me. I wiggled around in my nest till I was comfortable.

I was able to fall asleep when my phone vibrated and pinged with a text message. I instantly stiffened and contemplated ignoring it, but I ended up reaching for the phone because I knew I wouldn’t stop thinking about it if I didn’t

It ended up being a text from Trevor asking me if I had a great day, then he asked if I could send him a sexy picture to jerk off to.

I scoffed in disgust and was about to put my phone away when my phone vibrated again, but this time, it was from Raya.

She sent a simple text.

She wanted us to meet up tomorrow.

I hesitated for a moment before agreeing to meet up with her tomorrow.

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I didn’t go over to her house, nor did I let her come over to my new house. We ended up meeting in a small cafe.

In a small corner, we sat across from each other, and one look at her face was enough to tell that she had spent a good amount of last night crying. Her eyes were swollen and puffy and makeup wasn’t enough to hide it.

I honestly didn’t even expect her to want to meet up with me after the texts I sent her. I had just assumed she’d thank me and probably apologize over the phone.

Her hands shook when she reached for her tea and I politely looked away. My chest felt tight right now and I felt extremely weird. The feeling of betrayal from her resurfaced in my heart, that had hurt so much because I hadn’t expected it at all.

However, when I looked back at her right now, I felt immense pity for her. She was clearly struggling to put herself together, but I was feeling extremely tongue tied. The memory of her asking me to leave her house and never return, the memory of her telling me that I was just like every other omega, they flashed through my mind one after the other and I exhaled slowly as I shoved those thoughts away.

She put her tea down and next, she was burying her face in her hands, shoulders shaking as she burst into tears.

“Oh, Rory… I’m so fucking sorry.” She cried out, voice breaking and filled with so much pain.

I swallowed emptily, feeling awkward. But I still cared about her despite the betrayal and so I tried consoling her so she could stop crying.

At one point, she reached for my hand and clutched it tightly. I wanted to wrench it away and remind her of how she threw me out without even listening to my side of the story, but I let her cry everything out till she had quiet down.

“How can I make it up to you?” She asked quietly and I almost laughed.

I wasn’t sure I could ever mend the connection I once had with her, because I’d never forget how she was unable to trust me in the past.

I ended up telling her to not think about that for now, then I asked her what she planned on doing with Trevor.

“I’m gonna file for a divorce.”