After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Nora knew Alex too well to be sensitive to the hint of hesitation and reluctance in his words.

Hearing the noisy voice on the other end of his phone, Nora asked, “Baby, where are you now?”

There was a slight pause on the other end.

Alex finally answered, “I’m at the airport, Dad asked me to ask if you wanted to come.”

He couldn’t hide some disappointment in his tone, he had booked a flight out with Aunt Linda, but Aunt Linda had some important work at the moment, so he had to let the maid take him out.

Dad had told him to ask mom if she wanted to come along, but…….

Alex couldn’t help but think, what if Auntie Linda came back from her busy day, how embarrassing it

would be to bump into mom.

Nora was silent for a moment and replied, “Mom has to stay at her grandmother’s and can’t be with you,

next time we have a chance, you enjoy your vacation.”

Alex sighed in relief, “In that case, I’ll leave you alone! Mom, I’ll be back with a present for you!”

Before Nora could say anything else, the phone was hung up impatiently.

Nora was used to Alex’s attitude and hung up the phone and went back to her breakfast.

After breakfast, she went out shopping with Alexander and his daughter, Elisa.

stores, couples holding hands as they admired holiday displays, the scent of roasted chestnuts

street, his laughter light and carefree as he clutched a stuffed toy in

the slight bounce in his steps

as she observed the details–the soft blue sweater he wore, the familiar brand of sneakers, the small patterned backpack slung over his tiny shoulders.

loved those

picking them

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something he’d enjoy.

his hand as they walked through stores, watching the way his eyes would light up at a particular jacket or the way he’d insist on trying on different

those moments, believing that she understood

things had changed.

bags in her hands. She had continued buying him the same brand, the same styles he used to adore–sweaters in his favorite colors,

every time, his reaction had been

he’d say, but the excitement that used to shine in

a phase, thinking that maybe his taste had simply matured. Children grew up, after all. Their preferences

had

the other kids his age, noted what was trending, and carefully selected new styles that she thought he might like.

time, she saw the

find the clothes still folded neatly in his

overhear him excitedly showing off something *Linda* had given him, his voice brimming with

got me this

picked this out for me–she said it suits me. What do

until one day, it hit her all at once. It wasn’t that she had fallen out of touch with his tastes. It wasn’t that she

liked anymore.

simply that **he didn’t want the

was. If it came from her, he would reject it. If it came from Linda,

hard, pushing down the bitter

father and son went

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