I Am His Luna

Chapter 32

As soon as I walked out of Enzo’s bedroom, I bumped into Mary and Cindy.

My hand came up to my chest, startled by their sudden appearance.

Cindy had a glass of milk in her hands. It looked like she was on her way to send it to Enzo. Both of them frowned slightly when they saw me coming out of Enzo’s bedroom. “Miss Gilmore, I remember telling you not to disturb Alpha in his rest if nothing required his immediate attention.” Marry looked at me with her dead, empty, horrifying eyes. “I wasn’t disturbing him. I simply…” I trailed off and shrugged, not knowing how to explain it. Anyway, why do I need to explain my relationship with Enzo to others?

Instead, wasn’t it more of a bother for Mary and her daughter, Cindy, to knock on the door so late just to deliver milk? My eyes cast down on the milk slightly pissed by that. Mary seemed to guess my thoughts, the wrinkles on the corner of her mouth more prominent. She sneered. “My daughter is not the same as you. She’s Alpha’s right-hand woman. Who are

you?!

I was not bothered to argue with them, and just wanted to get past Mary and Cindy to leave. At this moment, Mary suddenly snatched the milk from Cindy’s hand and poured it all over Cindy the next moment. Cindy was startled. “Mom?!” Mary glared at her. “Shut up.” Clang!

The cup shattered on the ground, sending glass chips flying everywhere. The sound was . thunderous in the empty and silent corridor. Then, Mary yelled out, “What are you doing? Luna!” I had no idea what was happening at all. I did nothing, after all. The bedroom door opened, and Enzo came out in his silk pajamas. His eyes swept across the broken glass on the ground and asked, “What happened?” Mary’s face trembled. “I don’t know. I just wanted to deliver milk to you with Cindy, but Luna… Luna told us we don’t have the right to disturb you.” I was dumbfounded. When did I say such a thing?! “I told Luna that

it’s your daily routine to have a glass of milk every night, but she didn’t listen. I don’t know which part of my words offended her. She suddenly grabbed the cup,

poured it all over Cindy, and asked us to get lost!” Mary started crying suddenly, tears rolling down her bulging eyebags. She held Cindy’s hand and gave her a pointed look Cindy had a fleeting look of embarrassment, but she immediately joined her mother’s side. “It’s my fault, Alpha, not Luna’s. She just cared about you too much and misunderstood our relationship.” Enzo had a look of confusion on his face. “Relationship? What relationship?” “I told Luna before that I’m simply your subordinate, but she insisted that I was trying to seduce you.”

I was completely speechless. Enzo turned his gaze on me and raised his dashing brows, asking me with his eyes if what they said was true. It took a few beats before I could respond. I shook my head. “I-I didn’t…” “You didn’t break the glass or misunderstand my relationship with Cindy?” I waved my hands and spluttered, my head in a mess, “All of it! I just ran into them on the way out. They did that on their own. Mary was the one who poured.”

“Luna!’ Mary interrupted me suddenly, clutching her chest with a traumatized expression. “I respect you so much. Why would you make false charges again me like that? I’m Cindy’s mother. Why would I hurt her?”

“I-”

“Alpha, I watched you grow up. You know what kind of person I am! Why would I frame Luna? “Mary interrupted me once more and started crying again. Enzo looked at me and asked, “Do you have anything else to say?” The old woman shot me a sneer from an angle Enzo couldn’t see, as if mocking me smugly and saying

What are you going to do about it? Alpha is still on our side. You and Cindy are different, afterContent protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

all.

“I didn’t. I really didn’t do it.” I could only say the same thing repeatedly, hoping Enzo would believe me.

However, Enzo merely stared at me without speaking.

Dead silence hung in the air between us.

My heart pounded wildly in my chest. He doesn’t believe me, does he? He thought I would make a fuss, break things, and be jealous of Cindy, just like some mad women.

That’s right. I was just a slave sent over for marriage. How could I compare to his old servant who has cared for him for so long?

And how could I compare to his excellent female warrior?

I thought I would have a new life after coming to Enzo’s pack, and I could get rid of my old nightmares.

But now, it seems like I’m a joke here. Enzo wouldn’t believe me. He thought I was a jealous, vicious woman. I gritted my teeth and spoke with my last shred of dignity. “If you don’t believe me, then forget it.”