After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 113

The house no longer felt like home.

That night, she slept in Alex’s room, curled up beside him as he clung to her in his sleep.

The next morning, as Nora prepared to leave, the maid came to collect the laundry.

“Miss Nora, would you like these washed?” The maid asked, pointing to the nightgown she had changed out of last night.

Nora glanced at them, then shook her head. “No need. Just throw them away.”

The maid hesitated, startled by the request.

Then, as if realizing something, Nora added, “And those bags in the attic, I don’t want them either.”

There was no place for those things in her life anymore.

Just then, Alex came running down the stairs, his schoolbag bouncing against his back.

“Mom, let’s go!” he called, grabbing her hand.

She took him to school, dropping him off at the gate.

Just as she was about to leave, a little boy ran up to her, waving excitedly.

It was Brian, the neighbor’s son.

“Nora! Why didn’t you come home last night?” he asked curiously. “My mom made cookies! She wanted to give you

some!”

Before Nora could respond, Alex scowled.

hell are you talking about?” he huffed. “Mom was at home

he heard the words, Brian gazed at Alex with a sympathy

young, Brian had overheard enough adult conversations and observed enough of his surroundings to grasp

Alex’s father favored another woman more and that his marriage to Aunt Nora had come to an end, which

Alex doesn’t seem to know

patted Alex’s shoulder in a wordless show of support before hurrying

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watched the interaction and sighed softly. Some children

time for class, and she had no intention of delaying the children any longer.

smile. Alex nodded and followed Brian into the building, his steps dragging

leave, a voice called out. “Miss

see Alex’s teacher approaching, her

you were aware of next week’s parent–child program,”

blinked. Parent–child program? Neither Arnold nor Alex had mentioned it.

meant they either forgot or, more likely, had already decided Linda

her

weighed heavy in

lightly, her tone calm but detached. The teacher’s sigh deepened, but she nodded in understanding.

left without another word, though her thoughts were far from

as much as it once had, but there was still a dull ache in knowing that she wasn’t even considered

intention of forcing herself

to be Alex’s “mother,” she

them see if they

she arrived at the office, the atmosphere was

stepped inside. His usually animated coworkers were muttering amongst themselves, their expressions

she asked, directing her question toward

we turned down Linda’s offer to collaborate, Arnold set up another design studio under his name. They’re launching a fashion brand in direct competition

of anger passed through the

hard work, their passion, was now facing unnecessary competition simply because Linda