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.

city was alive with festive energy–families moving between stores, couples holding hands as they admired holiday displays, the scent

down the street, his laughter light and carefree

on his dark hair, and the slight bounce in his steps reminded her so much of Alex when

blue sweater he wore, the familiar

loved

time carefully picking them out, making sure they were comfortable, stylish,

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something he’d enjoy.

stores, watching the way his eyes would light up at a particular jacket or the way he’d insist on trying on different hats just to make her laugh.

those moments, believing that she understood his preferences better than

things

the shopping bags in her hands. She had continued buying him the same brand, the same styles he used to adore–sweaters in his favorite colors, jackets she knew would keep him warm, sneakers that were both

every time, his reaction had been indifferent at best.

say, but the excitement that used

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

she had

trending, and carefully selected new styles that she thought he might

saw the same

she’d find the clothes still folded

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

Linda got me this jacket! Isn’t it

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

her all at once. It wasn’t that she had fallen out of touch with his tastes. It wasn’t that she didn’t know

liked anymore.

that **he didn’t want

matter what it was. If it came from her, he would

swallowed hard, pushing down the bitter

father and son went craz

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