After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

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Nora’s expression remained unreadable. “I didn’t see them,” she replied flatly.

Arnold’s gaze lingered on her face, and a knowing glint entered his eyes. “You saw them. You just ignored them,” he stated, his voice calm yet firm.

Silence stretched between them.

Finally, Arnold sighed and adjusted his watch. “Grandma Lancelot has invited us to dinner at the manor tonight,” he informed her. “She wants you to come.”

Nora had always made an effort to attend Grandma Lancelot’s invitations in the past.

But today, she didn’t even hesitate before responding. “I have something to do tonight. Maybe next time.”

Arnold’s expression flickered with something–surprise, perhaps even a hint of disappointment–but he quickly masked it. “Nora-”

She didn’t let him finish. With a polite yet distant smile, she stepped past him and walked away, leaving him standing there.

A moment later, the door to the restroom swung open, and Alex emerged. He looked up at his father and noticed that he was staring in the direction Nora had gone.

“Dad?” Alex tilted his head. “What are you looking at? Did you see someone you know?”

Arnold hesitated briefly before answering. “It was your mom.”

At the mention of Nora, Alex’s small face scrunched up in displeasure. He crossed his arms over his chest. “Hmph. She still hasn’t taken me skiing like she promised.”

Arnold’s brows furrowed slightly as he observed his son’s reaction.

attitude just moments ago and couldn’t help but wonder if

Alex’s shoulder and said gently, “You should try to be more understanding. Your mom has

He huffed and asked indignantly, “Did she

let out a quiet sigh. “No, Alex,” he said after a pause. “She

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expression darkened further, and he let out a small, dissatisfied noise before

mind drifting

different this time–her coldness wasn’t just polite detachment; it was a quiet

rejection.

feeling of unease settled in his chest, but he kept it

placing a hand on Alex’s back and gently

remained silent, but his expression was one of

as for Arnold, his thoughts were clouded with something he

his head, unwilling to explain his brief encounter with

heading to your grandmother’s

brooding over his mother’s supposed neglect,

Mom?”

of a second before answering, “Your mom isn’t coming. It’ll be just the two. of us

pursed in discontent.

too busy,” he muttered, his small hands clenching at his sides. It didn’t sit well with him. He didn’t like the idea of his mother pushing

comment. There were things

Nora was finishing her coffee when her phone vibrated

on the screen, she picked