The Genius Designer Escapes Her Alpha

Author: He Shuyao

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1104 | Released on: 16/09/2026

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ying the simple blue silk scarf Corbin had just given me, treating it like a priceless treasure. On the nightstand

. His untoucha

ing a glass of red wine. But what caught my eye wasn't the mansion. Sitting at her feet was a poo

ocess it, a voice

y the way, those two complimentary scarves that came with the house purchase? You took one, and I thought the other color suited my dog perfe

e in the bedroo

s ago, I thought it was a token of affection.

up my throat. The warmth of our recent intimacy s

ng down his chiseled muscles. Even with just a towel wrapped aroun

phone screen, and his jaw tightened in displeasure.

rare softness flashed in his silver-gray gaze. But when he lo

my things," h

a polished wooden box, and tossed it ont

ess fertility. It was meant to ensure that I, his low-ranking Om

erbs. But today, he had given me a gift. I had foolishly thought he finally saw me... yet the

e bitter powder, and swallowed it down. Instantly, a fami

if I had just comple

silently enduring the torture of m

, his posture immaculate. "Alph

head of the massive mahogany table sat his

loud enough for all the servants to hear. "Three years of marriage, and your belly is still flat. If y

ame in silence. But tonight, the image of that poodle wearing my "gift," combined with the r

ith a dead, calm expression. "Mother,

ence! A nobody from the fringe territories

inued, her tone dripping with pure disgust, "but you also drag arou

o fists. Emmett was m

e and stood up, glaring at her

crashed over me like a tsunami, forcing me violently back

ging him to say something, anyth

steak, and coldly warned, "Mind your t

g the last thread binding me to him snap. In his cold eyes,

bed his coat, and walked straight out the front door w

alone on the sofa in the massive, empty living room,

ly, the bold headline blinding: [Alpha King's Late-N

nto a luxury hotel. His hand rested protectively on her low

of desperate persistence wasn't just a pathetic joke-it was a prison of my own making. I had sacrificed all my pride to warm a sto

ng frantically, shatte

Emmett. Her voice was trembling with pure terror and despair. "Master Emm

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“"Welcome to the ex-husband's pity gifts clearance sale! Everything is 90% off, because I need to trade this trash for my brother's life-saving surgery!" When I threw the limited-edition designer bags and diamonds my Alpha King husband had given me into the 'sold' pile like garbage in front of hundreds of thousands of viewers, the entire internet exploded. No one knew that just a few hours ago, I was like an absolute joke, treating a blue silk scarf he casually handed me like a priceless treasure. That was until his white moonlight sent me a photo flaunting her new mansion. I finally understood that the scarf was nothing but a free giveaway from the estate he bought for her. It came as a pair; he carelessly tossed one to me, while his white moonlight tied the other matching scarf around her pet poodle's neck. For three years of marriage, after every night of intense intimacy, he would coldly force me to drink a bitter bowl of wolfsbane concoction. Just to ensure that I, a low-ranking Omega, would never be qualified to bear his heir. I swallowed all my dignity and humiliation. Until my brother, triggered by the news of him and his white moonlight going to a hotel, was pushed into the ICU fighting for his life. I broke down and dialed his private number, but the one who answered the phone was that woman. "Corby is taking a shower right now. He was just complaining about how exhausting it is to fund your brother's bottomless pit." At that exact moment, the heart that had beaten for him for three years completely died. But when I cleared out all his gifts overnight and ruthlessly slammed the Mate Severance Agreement, stamped with the ancient seal, against his chest. "I, Davina, formally reject you as my mate!" The cold-blooded, arrogant Alpha King, who had always looked down on me, instantly lost his mind. Ignoring the soul-tearing agony of the severed bond that made him cough up blood, he pinned me fiercely against the wall. His usually freezing eyes were completely bloodshot, filled with frantic pleading. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his trembling, blood-tasting kisses trailing over my skin as he begged in a hoarse, broken whisper: "Be good, tear the paper up... I'll give you my life, just please, don't throw me away."”