Chapter 111 The Regretful Alpha Xxv-i

• "So, you'll be gone from my room tomorrow morning when I wake up, Usher?"
• The touch of Usher's hand on The Past Vione's upper arm stopped instantly. His thumb, which had been stroking, suddenly fell silent. Moreover, his body froze with a cold sensation he couldn't ignore.
• The Past Vione let out a sigh as she shifted slightly in Usher's embrace. She could feel the tension in Usher's body. So, she closed her eyes. It seemed she didn't need any more answers.