Fake Promise: Abandoning My Alpha Prince

“Huh? Dropping me?” I was surprised. Well, I had to be. Since we were together, I could hardly recall when Ethan had any time for me or ever dropped me off my office.

Even when we planned to go on a date, he always had to cancel because of his work.

But now Clara’s and his social feed were flooded with countless dates, as if he had nothing to do anymore.

“Yes, let me drop you since you had an accident yesterday.” His voice was superficially gentle and warm, “Wait here for me. I will come back after grabbing the car key.”

“Mm.” I didn't want to miss this chance in front of Clara who clenched her fists so tight that she would almost bleed.

Tsk! Pathetic.

It took Ethan only five minutes to come and he followed me behind.

But I didn't know that Clara could go this far for Ethan.

She deliberately dropped the knife from her hand and it cut her toes.

“Ahhh!” She screamed in pain and whined like a child.

Her eyes filled with tears and she was acting like she would die from this little bloodshed.

“Ethan, it's so painful.” She cried again, “I can't move.”

Ethan was in a dilemma. He looked at me and then Clara. But I knew from his expression that he wanted to be with her badly.

“Go on, take care of her.” I didn't want to drift apart those leeches.

Ethan sighed in relief and almost jumped to her.

He carefully picked her up and made her sit on the sofa.

“Medusa, I will drop you another day.” He focused on treating Clara, “As you can see, she is injured now.”

“Mm hmm.” Who wanted his ride anyway. I wrinkled my nose in dismay and headed out.

Behind me, Clara was being coquettish with her little wound and Ethan was taking care of her patiently.

….

I hailed a cab and looked outside through the window.

In these nine years, I never got any love or time from Ethan. Before we were officially in a relationship, Ethan would always pester me and told me how much he liked me.

The more days passed, the more indifferent he became. Now we were so distant that we could not even talk freely.

But Clara got it all. She had him tie on her finger. As if Ethan could do anything for her.

As I pondered over his double standards like this, my head started to hurt. I was already I'll, now I had to bear my headache too.

I closed my eyes and waited for a while before reaching my office.

When I got in the office, everyone was busy. But the moment I entered, almost everyone looked up and gave me pitiful looks.

It mixed with sympathy and concern.

But I didn't probe further in the topic and buried myself with work.

It was midday, when we finally got some break and I headed to the cafeteria.

While I was stuffing food into my mouth, I could hear some chatter.

“Do you like that Prince Ethan and Medusa finally broke up?” A girl whispered while looking at me.

“Why?” The next one was curious.

“Didn't you see the post earlier?” She twisted her mouth, “Prince Ethan was spotted carrying his personal assistant in his arms.”

“They look really perfect together.” Their gossips went on, “I heard his assistant is a beta”

“Well, it's still far better than choosing an Omega as his Luna.” They laughed.

I was too shocked to know what was going on. My hand slipped and the coffee cup on my hand fell down. The loud shattering sound stopped their gossips.

I frowned and left there in a hurry. I didn't want to hear about them anymore.

Lana whimpered once again. Being an Omega was not my fault.

“If he wanted to cheat, he would, even if I was an Alpha.” I mumbled, comforting Lana again.

I ended up working late. It was close to eleven when I was still scribbling on my PC.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I almost jumped out of my chair in fear.

“Ethan!” My heart bounced back my chest as I almost whispered his name.

“What are you doing here?” I muttered after I could sense his scent.

“Came to pick you up.” He smiled.

His smile was beautiful, he had a kissable jaw and when he smiled, it looked wider. But they were not for me anymore.

“Nah, I still have something to do.” I dismissed him but he had no intention to buzz. Rather he took out a packet from a pastry shop and handed it to me.

“Have it.” He murmured.

Meanwhile, I already focused on my work when he unpacked the cheesecake for me.

“Cheesecake?” I mumbled.

“Yes, I called you several times to know the flavour.” He served it on a plate, “But you didn't pick up. So, I got whatever I could.”

It would be a lie to say that my heart was not warm at that time.

But still there was a pang of distress in my chest.

I recalled how I wanted to stop by for a cheesecake.

“Ethan, please stop there. I want some blueberry cheesecake.” I pleaded.

“Medusa, how old are you?” He frowned, “Don't ask for any crap! Act as your age.”

But now, he brought me a cheesecake.

“Let's go after I come back from the washroom.”

“Mmm.” I hummed indifferently.

I looked at the strawberry cheesecake and scruinted my nose.

“Eww!” I mumbled and focused my eyes on the computer ignoring the dessert in front me.

But my attention barely lasted long before Ethan's phone buzzed and messages popped up.

My gaze automatically shifted on that and encountered Clara’s cheesy, honey-filled text.

[Ethan, are you crazy? Why did you send me this much cheesecake! I’m struggling here.TT]

I shifted my eyes back to the computer screen nonchalantly and organised the files on my desk.

After Ethan came back, his mood turned sour, “Why didn't you touch this?”

He pointed at the cake.

“Ethan, I hate strawberry flavour. Don't you know or you only chose what Clara likes.” I said dismissively.

With my comment, Ethan’s expression turned darker.