The Alpha’s Wife Wants Revenge

Chapter 5 - Act Like A Fool

Laura’s PoV

Matthew's phone call awakened me.

I sleepily answered and heard Matthew anxiously asking me which room I was in. My eyes widened when I realized I was still inside Charles’s room.

Damn it! I forgot the guest room is across from Charles's room. What should I do? Well, does it matter? That man slept with his stepmother! I told Matthew the truth and didn’t even put on proper clothes. When I look around, I don’t see Charles anywhere. Wait- did he leave without saying anything?

What about my suggestion? Does he agree to make me his Luna or not? Hearing the footsteps on the other end of the phone made me realize Matthew was on his way.

“Laura! What the f**k are you doing here?! Are you insane!”

I flinched when Matthew yelled at me. I pretended not to see him as I got up from the bed, putting on the robe that was on the bedside table. I looked at the window—expressionless. This man is delusional if he thinks he still has any say in what I do.

“I’m f*****g talking to you!”

Matthew forcefully grabbed my arm before looking at the marks around my neck. Matthew let go of me, looked around the room, and realized what I had done.

“You slept with my uncle?!”

I smiled. It’s a good thing that he realized it immediately.

“Yes, and he was amazing in bed. I had the best night of my life. Unlike someone I know.”

Matthew was about to raise his hand against me, but he stopped midway and just let it go. What’s wrong? Why didn’t he go through with it?

“That’s not important. Get yourself ready. We have to be somewhere together. Put something decent.”

Who does this man think he is?! Didn’t he get the memo? I don’t want to be with him! Everything is so frustrating! Why can’t I have my freedom, and everyone would be happy? This man doesn’t want to be with me!

“Don’t give me that look. We both know that we can’t do anything about our engagement. Just let it go and do what I ask you to do. Go!”

Matthew was about to leave when he turned back and faced me.

“And don’t embarrass me in front of everyone today. And keep your hickeys hidden. What a slut.”

I gasped at the fact that this man just called me a s**t! If I’m a s**t, what does make him?! He slept with an older woman! At least Charles looks like the same age as me! My face turned red from anger as I looked for something to wear.

I don’t want to leave with nothing on underneath, especially when we went to see his acquaintance. But Matthew didn't even gave me anytime to look decent; he directly pulled me downstairs. I only covered my body with a trench coat lying around the sofa.

Fortunately, the restaurant we were going to was not far away. Matthew didn’t notice that I was wearing my torn dress under this coat. When we arrived, the private room in the restaurant was already full. I looked at the scene, stunned- not knowing what to say. This is dangerous- way too dangerous. What if these degenerates notice that I’m not wearing any decent clothes?

I felt like I was being stare at by hungry wolves. I didn’t even get to cover my hickeys adequately. I squeezed out a minimal sentence from between my teeth and asked Matthew,

"Why are there so many people? I don’t even know who these people are!"

Matthew smiled and explained,

"Don't worry, they are all Charles’s colleagues. They're here to congratulate him for being the alpha. And we are here to celebrate my misery.”

I wanted to cry but had no tears flow from my eyes anymore. It is awkward for me to stand next to Matthew, knowing I am not wearing any decent clothing under this coat. And being stared at a table of unfamiliar men smiling at me added more to the awkwardness.

“Ah, look who just came. Matthew and Laura are here. Come and sit; we've been waiting for you."

I knew this person; his name was Jeremy, and he was Matthew's friend from another pack. He was supposed to work with Matthew after he became alpha, but things have changed. Now he works for Charles, I guess.

Jeremy led us to our seats, and when I looked around, my gaze paused momentarily when it met a pair of cold, dark eyes. Charles seems shocked to see me in such attire, but his expression disappears. He raised an eyebrow when he saw me and looked away without saying anything.

Is that how you’re going to act in front of everyone? You fucker. And he didn’t even tell me his decision. Will he make me his Luna or not?

Matthew apologized to everyone,

"Sorry for keeping you waiting; we had some delays. I'll drink three cups of gin and tonic as punishment later."

Everyone laughed and said it was fine.

Jeremy pulled out a chair for me and glanced at my legs, asking casually,

"Are you cold, Laura? Do you want me to get you a blanket?"

I waved her hand,

"No need, thank you."

Sensing a strange look, I glanced at Charles. He was holding a teacup, and his gaze had just moved away from between my legs. Our eyes met and he seems surprised. He casually sipped tea before glaring at Jeremy for staring at my legs. So now you’re jealous when another man looks at me?! I can’t believe this.

Others may not notice, but Charles wouldn't miss the fact that I was wearing his coat that was left on the sofa. I felt embarrassed. After sitting down, I realized that Charles was sitting on my right.

Was it on purpose? Does Jeremy knew I was with Charles the whole night? I could smell his clean male scent, mixed with the familiar scent of the cigars I smoked earlier.

The familiar smell quickly brought back memories inappropriate for the occasion. Jeremy poured wine for Matthew and joked,

"Did you two have a sweet time together before coming here?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

There was an apparent anger in Matthew's eyes.

"We were delayed because the lady had to get ready. Laura was a little drunk from yesterday’s banquet, and it was hard to wake her up after she was drunk.”

"Is that so?"

Jeremy replied with skepticism.

"Both of you look like you've been through a fierce battle, especially Laura. It seems like she can't even walk properly."

Matthew turned to look at me and only then noticed my legs. I tightly gathered the hem of her coat and smiled,

"Oh, I did-“

Matthew immediately grabbed my hand. Was that a warning? We both heard someone clearing his throat.

"Your uncle and nephew are quite interesting; one seems to be trying to put on a brave face, and the other seems to hate everything."

Clearly, the first half of the sentence was describing Matthew, while the second half was undoubtedly teasing Charles.

Because of this remark, everyone's gaze focused on his face, but Charles just calmly poured tea and drank it. Matthew laughed and glanced at Charles,

"I only knew the existence of my uncle yesterday. I never thought he would have the audacity to bring a woman on the first day he became an alpha. I’m not sure if that’s how one’s supposed to act when in power.”

Jeremy laughed. It’s interesting how Matthew is casually asking for death. I so want to see how this goes. Will Charles cut off his head or stab his heart?

"Hey, Charles, your nephew doesn't know you well. You should tell him quickly your collection of women is taller than Mount Everest."

Another man added.

Charles nonchalantly replied through the gap between his teacup,

“Who I’m sleeping with is none of your concerns. Why don’t you all shove the food into your mouth? It’s getting pretty annoying now."

I pursed her lips and held back her laughter. The feeling of awkwardness and unease eased a bit.

"So, who’s the lucky woman you screwed yesterday, Charles?

Another man spoke again,

"I heard a woman in Charles's room last night; she was so loud that I thought I was having a wet dream. It started around nine in the evening and went on the whole night. It tortured me; I couldn’t even sleep!"

Was I that loud? Geez- does that mean everyone who was near us heard me screaming in pleasure? I hide the amusement I have on my face.

Good- that’s very good.