Chapter 90 I’ve Never Liked LoreIei
I don't need anyone to tell me that Oswald has been waiting here for the past two weeks. The traces are vivid on his face.
I gasped in shock, and my hand flew to my mouth to cover it. I never expected Oswald to be here or, more so, to punch Wyatt. How dare he?
Wyatt's expression changed; immediately, he retaliated with a fierce punch, hitting Oswald in the face.
Oswald wiped his lips with the back of his hand and raised his hand to throw another punch at Wyatt.
My calmness and shock dissipated immediately. I took steps forward and came in between the duo, with Wyatt staying behind me and Oswald facing me.
Oswald's punch froze in midair, and his hand fell beside him.
I glared at him angrily. How dare he come forward to fight my mate when he once had the chance but wasted it? "What are you doing here, Oswald? You have a partner named Lorelei; stop bothering with me…"
Oswald grabbed my shoulder with his hands; his angry expression overlapped with heartache immediately. "Maia, you're my mate." He growled silently.
I clenched my fist and tried not to whimper at the sadness that engulfed me due to the pain written in Oswald. We haven't broken our bond; there's no way I won't be affected by his emotions.
I hardened my expression and slapped his hand away from my shoulder. There's no need to pity him; he got what he deserved. Is it when he said the time at the principal's office was nothing? Is it the time of the rogues? He had never done anything to him; he had only hurt me repeatedly. "So what? Wyatt is also my mate. Compared to you, he's the best person for me. He saved me while you…"
"What? He's your mate?" Oswald's face whipped toward us in shock, completely shocked by the revelation I just made.
His eyes fell on Wyatt, and he took a step back, chuckling as if he were amused. "You played me for a long time, Wyatt Hayes. I. Didn't expect it. But. I should've seen it; the sign was damn clear. You weren't the type to pay attention to a woman. No wonder." Suddenly, he sneered and coldly pinned his gaze on Wyatt. "Why? Are you still annoyed at Lorelei…"
Wyatt's expression turned cold immediately.
"Don't speak nonsense to spark disagreement between Maia and me. I've never liked Lorelei a bit, you know." He uttered firmly while stroking my waist, seeming tense as if he were afraid that I'd believe Oswald.
My hands made their way to his hand to stroke it. I've always known Wyatt and Arya's attitudes toward Lorelei. The siblings hated her a lot. Although I'm curious about what could have prompted Oswald to say such a thing, I'm not interested in raising it now.
Oswald's expression changed, and he donned a self-deprecating smile. "Good." He muttered. His eyes fell on me, and he sneered.
"If you think getting together with Wyatt will stop me, then you're wrong. You're mine!" He firmly proclaimed and suddenly leaned forward to plant a kiss on my lips.
Wyatt's expression changed immediately, and he tried to retaliate with a punch, but I stopped him by shaking my head twice.
I wiped my lips angrily and gave Oswald a crisp slap due to rage. "Can you stop it already, Oswald? Stop acting as if I'm your toy or something." I yelled at him in rage. He had more chances than Wyatt, but he was the one who messed things up. But how dare he try to act like the betrayed and innocent person?
"The first time I met you at the school head office, you messed things up. Even when everyone was blaming the school head, you never appeared for me; it was Wyatt. The first time I met you in the forest, what did you tell me? You told me that we'd never be possible, and you wanted to kick me out, which was the reason you brought that stupid trial up, wasn't it? Stop messing with my life already. Just as you didn't want me back then, I also don't want you anymore. Stop paying attention to me. Please. Please." I cried out.
Wyatt glared at Oswald and came forward to wrap his hand around my waist. He purred softly until my tense body calmed down in his embrace.
"And... stop thinking we did you wrong. You got what you deserved. Wyatt has always been there, but not you. You've always been a total jerk and a pain." I firmly expressed with a cold expression while trying not to break down due to the pain that kept running through me.
Oswald's face paled, and his features turned sallow. It was as if he had aged 10 years older. His tall and masculine figures turned frail. It was as if he could be blown away by the breeze.
My heart clenched at the sight of him. I don't want to see him like that. Somehow, I couldn't bear it, so I turned to Wyatt and touched his face. I whimpered upon seeing the punch traces on his face. "Hubby, does it hurt?" I asked gently, stroking his face while trying not to press the redness.
Wyatt shook his head and leaned forward to plant a kiss on my lips. "No."
Oswald's shoulder shook, and his lips parted to say something, but a few seconds later he closed his mouth and dashed out of the cottage.
My heart pangs with pain immediately, but I firmly suppress it and ignore it. I stroked the redness that contrasted with his handsome face. "Wyatt, do you need to get it treated?"
Wyatt took hold of my hand and intertwined our hands together. "Are you okay?" He asked.
'I'm not.' I thought, but I suppressed it, nodded indifferently, and faked a smile. How could I bear to tell him I'm not okay when I'm the reason he fell out with Oswald? If he knew I was hurt because of Oswald, he'd definitely not be happy, so I can't bear to tell him.
"Silly." Wyatt hugged me and planted a kiss on my forehead. "You still share a mate bond; his emotions will affect you." Wyatt alluded and placed a kiss on my lips firmly as if to wipe off traces of Oswald from my lips. Even though he didn't speak fully, I knew he understood how I felt inside, and he didn't blame me for it.
My eyes turned teary, and I jumped on him immediately, his hand wrapped around me perfectly. I hooked my hands around him and buried my head in the crook of his neck. "Wyatt, have I told you that you're a perfect man and I didn't regret being mate with you