The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1815

Instinctively, I tried to move away, but the cramped space in the car limited my escape.

The prolonged coughing made my face flush, but I managed to restrain myself and shook my head, saying, “You really don’t need to do that.

The incident last time was just a misunderstanding.

There’s no need for apologies to Caleb.

”

Andrew expressed his disbelief.

“Really?”

I nodded, my expression warm.

“I’m truly grateful for how you rescued Abby and me.

She received such great care at your manor.

Your kindness won’t be forgotten-we’re friends for life.

”

A rare smile broke through Andrew’s usual seriousness.

“I hold our friendship in high regard.

”

“Me too,” I agreed, sharing a smile with him.

For a moment, as our gazes locked, there was a mutual sense of relief over Caleb’s injury.

After a pause, Andrew’s expression turned solemn again.

Curious, I couldn’t resist asking, “What’s troubling you?”

Andrew gave a wry smile.

“The hospital reports that Shirley’s mental state is deteriorating.

To protect her, Veronica promised to her that she would make me marry her.

”

My brow furrowed in concern as I replied in astonishment, “So, what’s our next move? Before, it was just Shirley making advances, and I could pose as your fiancee to deflect her.

But with Veronica intervening, it’s not going to be so simple.

”

Andrew’s face grew darker, his voice grave.

“We have no choice but to wait and see.

I can’t let this affect the entire witch clan.

”

As I observed his profile, marked by restrained sorrow, I felt an unexpected pang of sympathy.

Those who shoulder the weight of the bigger picture often endure more suffering.

It seemed profoundly unjust.

Debra’s POV:

Andrew remained silent, continuing to drive with a distant look in his eyes.

I sighed, feeling a twinge of pity for him.

Yet, there was nothing I could do to help.

Gradually, a burning sensation spread across my face, growing hotter by the minute.

An inexplicable heat enveloped my body, making me restless and irritable.

I loosened the buttons at my collar and rolled down the window, hoping the cool night air would ease my discomfort.

However, the cold breeze did little to alleviate the warmth coursing through me.

Instead, my wolf, Ivy, stirred restlessly, eager to draw nearer to Andrew.

A sense of dread washed over me.

“Stay calm, Ivy.

Remember, our driver is Andrew, not Caleb!”

No sooner had I spoken than Ivy lost her restraint, her influence pushing me towards Andrew.

Startled, I pinched my arm to regain composure and hastily pulled myself back, away from Andrew’s side.

Sensing my distress, Andrew looked over with concern.

“What’s the matter? Are you feeling carsick? Should I slow down?”

As I sensed something off within me, I yelled, “Drive faster!”