Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker - Chapter 77: Chapter 77

Third-person POV
“I heard that she is a mistress’s bastard.”
“Oh, that explains everything then. No wonder her means are so cheap.Thank God that lady thought fast enough.”
“She wants to play the victim to get men to feel sorry for her. She kept talking about true love. How ridiculous is that?”
Those harsh words went straight into Natasha’s ears and hurt her feelings. She clutched her fists and froze there, sitting on the ground still. She didn’t dare to look up because she could sense Carl’s scent and knew he was around. She knew he had seen everything that had happened between her and Freda.
What to do…
Natasha was panicking right now.
She could sense those mocking gazes from people around her and their snarky thoughts they didn’t say out loud. Natasha wanted to flee the scene right away. But then Carl took a look at her and walk away, leaving her petrified.
At last, Evelyn came to help her up and asked, “Natasha, are you…are you okay?”
Natasha came to her senses and sobbed, “Evelyn, honey, what should I do? Did Carl just ignore me? I only…I only tried to use Freda because I didn’t want what happened tonight to affect Carl and our tribes. I don’t know what to do anymore. Evelyn, you’ve heard what they said about me.”
Her crying for help made Evelyn feel needed because she didn’t have any friends at all. She ignored the fact that Natasha just faked her fainting and hastily comforted her, “It’s okay, I know. I understand. You did that for Carl and our tribes.”
“But, but…” Natasha’s tears welled up in her eyes.
Evelyn thought she was being smart and said, “You’re the one who’s in love and engaged with Carl. Just explain it to him and he’ll understand.”
After that, Evelyn shouted angrily at the people around them, thinking she was being a good friend, “What you looking at!? Stop staring and don’t be so rude!”
But Natasha didn’t see her as a good friend and thought she was being an idiot. Saying that to the crowd would only cause more ridicule but she couldn’t say that out loud. After all, she still needed Evelyn to do more things for her. She had to suppress her anger and tugged Evelyn’s hand, “Let it go, Evelyn. Let’s go find Carl.”
“You’re so nice,” Evelyn exclaimed.
“I appreciate it, Evelyn,” Natasha said absent-mindedly. She was busy thinking about how to explain herself to Carl but Evelyn was really moved.
“We’re best friends. Of course, I gotta help you. Don’t worry, Natasha. You’re Carl’s partner. He’ll understand.”
Natasha wasn’t sure at first but when she heard what Evelyn just said, her eyes brightened up.
Yeah, no matter what happened, there was no way Carl could dump her and marry someone else. Even if it was for the sake of their two tribes, they had to act like a loving couple in public.
Maybe she could just coax him a little and everything would be okay.
Natasha sensed where Carl was. He was heading to the parking lot but…
He was staring in Freda’s direction!
At that moment, Natasha’s head was taken over by rage and her wolf was howling in her head, “How could he!? How could Carl look at another woman!? And it’s Freda! Natasha, let me out and tear her apart! That bitch!”
That was exactly what Natasha wanted to do but she couldn’t, “If we do that, everything we’ve done for all these years will be thrown in the towel! Calm down, there will be a chance for us to kill Freda!”
She held back her wrath and walked up to Carl. Carl also sensed Natasha’s presence but he didn’t look back at her like he always did. He just got right into his car. Natasha paused wryly but then she still opened the car door herself and got in.
In the car.
Natasha sobbed, “Carl, are you mad at me?”
Carl squeezed the cigarette with his fingers and almost broke it in half. He had always been a mild-tempered man but now he couldn’t take it anymore. He threw the cigarette away and roared, “This is the second time, Natasha. This is the second time you made me feel humiliated tonight.”
Natasha’s eyes turned red and said, “So, are you regretting now? Are you gonna break off the engagement with me, Carl?”
“You know I can’t,” Carl snorted.
“Do you think Freda is better than me now?” Natasha couldn’t help but ask.
Carl froze and looked a bit odd. Finally, he took out another cigarette and lit it. After a while, he said, “I will marry you. So, Natasha, don’t come after Freda again.”
“Mi…”
Natasha suddenly stopped talking.
Because Carl was seizing her by the chin and spoke condescendingly, “Natasha, don’t mess up with Freda again.”
“O…Okay….”
Natasha had always acted to be vulnerable in front of Carl but right now he looked so terrifying, which made Natasha panic. She subconsciously nodded and then Carl finally let go of her. But her heart was still racing and pounding loud.
Just now, Carl threatened her because of Freda.
Other than anger, Natasha’s heart was filled with terror. This man was getting out of her control now.
Realizing something, Natasha hastily threw herself at Carl, “I know. I just love you too much, Carl. I did that all for you and I can’t afford to lose you, Carl…”
When Natasha behaved like this in the past, Carl would think she was adorable and pitiful but now when he looked at this petite woman in his arms and listened to her confessing her love, Carl was somehow quite annoyed and another person came into his head.
A woman who was totally different from Natasha.
Freda’s POV
“You don’t need to stay at the ball?” I was a little confused. I only left the ball because I wanted to drive myself home but then I received a message from Allen asking me to come to the parking lot. I thought he would still be at the ball but now he had left early.
Allen said, “What’s the point of staying here when everything has been done? And Richard will take care of the rest.”
Even though he didn’t say anything about it, I could tell he wanted to go home with me, which melted my heart. I started teasing, “I’m afraid Richard would be too busy to find his partner at the ball.”
“Then he can stay at the ball for a little longer,” Allen said indifferently. Just as he was about to ask the driver to start the engine, his phone started ringing. He looked down at it and rejected the call with a straight face.
“Do you need me to give you some space?” I was afraid that this might be an important call or it wasn’t convenient for him to pick it up in front of me, “I can just go and tell Mila that she can drive my car.”
Just as I was about to get off the car, Allen grabbed my hand and said, “No need for that. It’s not important.”
But after getting hung up, the person on the other end of the line called again and the ring tone sounded as urgent as the person who was calling right now.
I blinked at him.
Allen didn’t let go of my hand and finally picked up the phone, saying briefly, “Speak.”
A simple word sounded incredibly intimidating.
But the person on the phone seemed to be used to it, “Alpha Allen, why aren’t you at the ball? Did you leave early? What’s the hurry? Are you rushing back to propose to your partner? Oh, that can’t be right. You haven’t even got your tiara. Why did you leave so early then? I didn’t even see you.”
“I’m hanging up,” Allen said indifferently. He was already patient enough to hear him out.
“Hey, alpha Allen, I helped you set up that date. I might’ve even helped you take things to the next level and you sent me to the training camp! The training camp! I finally did all my tasks and made it to the ball but you’re not here.”
I batted my eyes and was a bit puzzled by what he said about the date. Did he really help?
But Allen immediately became gloomy.
The man on the phone couldn’t see the change in Allen’s expression and kept on gabbling, “The movie was good, wasn’t it? I was gonna send you more movies like that one but I couldn’t find you. I’ll ask Richard to bring them to you.”
“The movie?” I murmured.
That movie!!
My eyes were suddenly wide open and choked up out of surprise. So this man was the one who put that movie on!
That man heard my voice and paused for a second. Then he screamed in surprise, “Oh! Alpha Allen, are you with your partner? Is she at the ball too? Who is it? Who’s our future Luna? I wanna meet her!”
“Simon.” Allen’s voice was cold as ice and even though he was on the phone, I assumed he could feel Allen’s anger, “the tasks in the training camp are NOT finished yet.”
“Huh?”
“You’re gonna be the coach there for the next three months to train the warriors.”
After saying that, Allen hung up the phone but I could still hear Simon wailing desperately from the other end of the line.