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.

between stores, couples holding hands as they admired holiday displays, the

skipping down the street, his

sun cast a golden hue on his dark hair, and the slight bounce in his steps reminded her so much of Alex when he was younger.

observed the details–the soft blue sweater he wore, the familiar brand of sneakers, the

had loved those

picking them out, making sure they were comfortable,

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something he’d enjoy.

used to hold his hand as they walked through stores, watching the way his eyes would light up at a particular jacket or the way he’d

cherished those moments, believing that she understood his

things

the same brand, the same styles he used to adore–sweaters in his

his reaction had been indifferent

that used to shine in

she had brushed it off as a phase, thinking that maybe his taste had simply matured. Children grew up, after

had tried again.

noted what was trending, and carefully selected new styles that she

each time, she saw the same

find the clothes still folded neatly in his

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

Dad! Linda got me this jacket! Isn’t it cool?“*

picked this out for me–she said it suits

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

liked anymore.

was simply that **he didn’t want the things she gave him.**

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

the bitter ache that spread through her chest.

father and son

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