After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 92

Nora blinked.

Arnold raised an eyebrow.

The housekeeper looked away. pretending not to hear.

For a long moment, Alex simply stood there, frozen in shock.

Then, with a dramatic huff, he stomped his foot. “This is so unfair!”

Nora sighed, pressing her fingers against her temple. “Alex, it wasn’t-”

“No! You went camping! Without! Me!” He repeated, emphasizing each word like a dramatic declaration.

Alex dragged his backpack along the floor, gripping the worn straps tightly.

With a grunt, he jumped off the couch and bolted upstairs, his small feet thudding against the wooden steps.

His frustration was palpable, radiating in the way he stomped with every step.

Nora frowned, watching him go.

She parted her lips, deliberate slowness.

y to call after him, but before she could, Arnold lowered his newspaper with

His voice was faint, almost casual.

“Alex, come back.”

There was no anger in his tone, no sharp reprimand–just a simple, quiet command.

Alex stopped immediately. His breath caught in his throat.

For a moment, he stood there, unmoving, gripping the strap of his bag so tightly his knuckles turned

white.

Then, hesitantly, he turned around and shuffled back, dragging his book bag behind him like a weight too

heavy to bear.

front of Nora, he kept his eyes downcast.

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me with you next

a child’s way of

She reached out, brushing his tousled hair. “I’ll

his eyes. The sharp ring

was calling.

its grand structure as imposing as ever. Inside, the

chair, regal despite her age. Her sharp gaze landed on Nora as soon as she stepped in.

“Where is Arnold?”

“He couldn’t make

disapproval crossed the old woman’s face. “Work,” she echoed, shaking her head. “As

was nothing to say. Arnold made his own

about to change the subject when she sneezed.

Twice.

felt a pain coming from her temples and a slight rise in temperature

you alright? m

asked

cold.” Nora forced a smile, “I went camping a couple days ago, I might be

deal.”

barely left her lips when her phone buzzed. A message

Arnold and Linda were having dinner together! It was just too

much!**

at the screen. Her fingers tightened

reply. There was no need

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news as permission to collapse. The aching in her limbs. grew heavier. The burning in her throat

fever consumed

of consciousness, her dreams a tangled mess of past and present. Laughter echoed. Familiar voices whispered.

her surroundings were unfamiliar.

breath hitched. The dark wooden furniture, the faint scent of aftershave–this

feeling sluggish and weak. Arnold sat nearby, his laptop open. The glow of the screen illuminated

stir, he shut the laptop and stood, his movements smooth, controlled. Without a word, he poured a glass of water and extended it

She didn’t want to accept anything from him. And yet, her throat was parched, her body