Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

: Chapter 114 - Alone

Early the next morning, Corvine arrived with a tray carrying a cup of warm herbal tea, expecting to find Seraphine resting the way she had been the past few days, pale and exhausted, yet the moment he stepped through the doorway he froze in place when the sight before him completely contradicted what he had prepared himself to see.

Seraphine was already awake and dressed.

Not only awake, but composed in a way that made the entire room feel different from the tense, fragile atmosphere that had surrounded her recovery.

The cream-colored jumpsuit she wore hugged her frame perfectly, tailored in a way that made it seem as though it had been created specifically for her body, its soft fabric accentuating her graceful posture while adding a touch of understated elegance that made her presence feel striking without trying too hard.

Corvine stood there for a moment, still holding the tray, because the woman in front of him looked nothing like someone who had nearly lost her life not long ago.

If anything, Seraphine looked even younger than before.

Her skin held a healthy glow that had been missing during the last few days of recovery, her hair falling neatly around her shoulders while the quiet confidence in her posture made it feel almost surreal that only recently she had been too weak to even stay awake for long conversations.

The thought unsettled him more than it reassured him.

Because the more he thought about Leon, the more a quiet unease settled into his chest.

Leon had been visiting every day.

For several days straight he had sent flowers of different kinds, each bouquet more elaborate than the last, even though Seraphine had never agreed to meet him face to face.

Instead, Corvine had taken the flowers to her room while she remained resting in bed, and each time she would accept the bouquet politely before speaking to Leon briefly over the phone with a soft, calm voice that never lasted longer than a few minutes before she ended the call and returned to sleep.

again, which made

though the

light revealing several open files and notes scattered across the table, and

the tray down on the table and

tone controlled even though the thoughts running through

her gaze toward him and offered a soft smile that carried warmth, although beneath that gentle

her voice steady enough to confirm that she

them before continuing, her expression grateful but also focused on something far beyond the room they were

"but I have to see Voren

hesitate for even a

expression firm as he remained exactly where he stood, making it obvious that he

calm yet decisive tone that left no room for argument

she could have argued she chose not to waste the time because she already

worked, Pete was standing near the reception desk reviewing some documents, but the moment he looked up and saw Seraphine walking through the entrance his eyes

completely recovered, but the transformation

fragile and distant, someone who seemed to carry a quiet weight around

she looked composed, confident, and effortlessly

expression carried a soft innocence that made her presence feel gentle, yet the professional aura surrounding her clothing and posture made it

posture, trying to regain his

he said carefully, his voice carrying a hint of nervousness as he