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.

talking about?” he huffed. “Mom was at home last night. She slept with

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

enough adult conversations and observed enough of his surroundings to grasp

his marriage to Aunt Nora had come to an end, which was why Aunt

doesn’t seem to know

Alex’s shoulder in a wordless show of support before hurrying off toward the school

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softly. Some children were more perceptive than adults thought they

time for class, and she had no

she said gently, offering Alex a small smile. Alex

turned to leave, a voice called out. “Miss Nora?”

teacher approaching, her expression

aware of next week’s parent–child program,” the teacher said carefully.

program? Neither Arnold nor Alex had mentioned it.

they either forgot or, more likely, had already decided Linda would be the one

passed between her and the

weighed heavy in

the time comes,” Nora said lightly, her tone calm but detached. The teacher’s sigh deepened, but she nodded in

another word, though her thoughts were far from

but there was still a

no intention of forcing herself into spaces

Linda to be Alex’s “mother,” she wouldn’t

they could

arrived at the office, the atmosphere was heavy with tension.

His usually animated coworkers were muttering amongst

happened?” she asked, directing her question toward

up another design studio under his name. They’re launching a fashion brand

anger passed

work, their passion, was now facing unnecessary