His Human Luna Managed to Get Away Chapter 14

His Human Luna Managed to Get Away Chapter 14 The Uninvited Guest

Coming back from Stanny Jeline’s house- Nia pushed open her garden gate, a full bundle of sunflowers cradled tight in her arms-and froze on the spot.

Jagged scratch marks marred the metaNock.

Every hair stood rigid on the nape of her neck. She slipped her phone out quietly, ready to dial for help. yet the second her fingertips brushed the screen, à solid, warm presence wrapped around her frame from behind.

‘Ah—!” The scream died in her throat as a familiar cedar scent washed over her.

‘Nia…” A gravelly, worn murmur brushed her ear. “It’s me.”

A jolt of raw shock shot through Nia

That voice…

she twisted her neck slowly, mechanically, and locked eyes with Soren’s bloodshot irises.

He was gaunt beyond recognition, with a streak of dried blood still at the corner of his mouth. But the way he looked at her-like a dying man seeing light.

‘I’m late… I’m sorry…” His voice cracked as he reached for her face. His fingertips were ice-cold. “I’m so sorry…”

Nia shoved him hard, stumbling back two steps. The sunflowers hit the ground, petals scattering.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Only tears fell, beyond her control.

How dare he… how dare he show his face in front of her again?

‘Let go of me.”

This voice bore none of the gentle softness he remembered. It was frigid as glacial frost, lined with

uncrossable distance.

Afraid to upset her further, Soren instinctively loosened his grip-but the next second he grabbed her wrist again, so hard it felt like he might crush her bones.

His eyes burned red. His voice was wrecked. “Nia, let me explain…”

“Explain what?” A bitter, hollow laugh bubbled out of Nia, yet her stare remained cold, unmoving. “Explain how you and Rhea tangled together right in front of my eyes? Or how you swept her away without a single backward glance while I was losing our child? Or perhaps you’ll deny ordering your guards to drain my blood dry?”

Soren went rigid. “No…” His throat tightened. The words came out one by one, barely. “The child wasn’t

mine…”

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oren’s face went deathly pale. He opened his mouth, but no words came.

Soren, I gave you so many chances. Nia’s voice was calm, but her fingertips trembled. “Every time you old me to endure, I told myself, just a little longer, just wait a little more…”

Her voice broke. Her eyes flooded red, yet she fought tooth and nail to hold back fresh tears.

And you?” She shot a hand upward abruptly, jabbing a finger at her left leg, a bitter, mocking smile ugging at her mouth. “Even the so-called redemption/I once believed in-every bit of it was nothing but a alculated, self-sacrificing performance you staged for me!”

oren stood paralyzed, thunderstruck.

le’d never imagined she’d uncovered even that secret.

Back when you found out my leg would never let me dance again…” Nia’s voice dropped so faint it was Varely audible. “Were you secretly glad?”

Or was that part of your plan all along?”

der accusing words drove like a knife into Soren’s heart, twisting slowly.

She had once danced on stage like a free, unchained butterfly.

And he, despicably, had wanted to keep that butterfly for himself…

T… I didn’t.” His voice shook. He reached for her, but she jerked away.

‘Get out” Nia pointed at the door, her finger trembling. “Now.”

Soren didn’t move. He stood rooted to the spot, a desperate obsession churning in his eyes. “Nia, I…”

Bang!

The garden gate burst open. A silver-haired old woman charged in with a broom and started beating Soren without a second thought. “Get out! You bas!*rd, picking on a young woman!”

Caught off guard, Sorch took several hits and stumbled backward.

“Jeline!” Nia rushed forward to hold the old woman back. “I’m fine… It’s just an uninvited guest.”

Jeline eyed Soren suspiciously, her broom still raised. “Should i call the police?”

Nia shook her head and forced a smile. “No need. He’s leaving.”

She turned to Soren. Her gaze had regained its calm. “We’re already divorced. There’s nothing between us.”

Soren’s heart twisted with a sharp, dull ache.

And…” She paused, her voice very soft. “I don’t want to have to move again.”

The words crashed over Soren like a bucket of freezing seawater. He snapped his head upward, locking ›nto her steady, cold eyes, and understood instantly-this was a quiet threat.

f he didn’t leave, she would disappear again.

He had found her this time. But the next? The time after that?

joren didn’t dare gamble.

Alright…” His voice came out hoarse, defeated. “I’ll… I’ll go.”

The moment he turned, Nia called after him. “Wait.”

oren spun around, a flicker of hope lighting his eyes.

But Nia’s gaze was cold as death. “I don’t want to be disturbed again.”

n an instant, Soren’s face twisted as if wounded. He cast one last broken glance at her, then turned and rudged out through the garden gate.

The moment the gate closed, Nia’s legs gave way. She collapsed to the ground, tears falhing silently.

eline knelt and held her tightly. “Poor child…”

Via buried her face in the old woman’s chest, her shoulders shaking, but she never made a sound.

she had known Soren’s power and influence stretched far; he would hunt her down sooner or later. She’d never thought it would happen so quickly.

Barging back into her world before her wounds had even fully closed over.

She’d convinced herself she could face him with perfect, unshaken composure. But it seemed she wasn’t there yet.