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.

he kept his eyes downcast. His voice was

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with you

an olive branch, a child’s way of

out, brushing his tousled hair. “I’ll try, sweetheart. Next time, I

The

Lancelot was calling.

ahead, its grand structure as imposing as ever. Inside, the scent of

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

“Where is Arnold?”

“He couldn’t

flicker of disapproval crossed the old woman’s face. “Work,” she echoed,

nothing to say. Arnold made his

was about to change the subject when she sneezed.

Twice.

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

you alright?

woman asked worriedly.

camping a couple days

deal.”

lips when her

was at the mall, and guess what I saw? Arnold

much!**

tightened around the phone, her knuckles

didn’t reply. There was

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

night, fever consumed her.

a tangled mess of past and

awoke, her surroundings were

dark wooden furniture, the faint scent of aftershave–this

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

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

anything from him. And yet,