Chapter 195

Alex froze, his small fingers twisting the hem of his shirt, his breath uneven as fresh tears slipped down his cheeks. His father’s question hung heavy in the air, pressing on his tiny shoulders like an unbearable

weight.

Nora’s gaze remained on him, though her eyes felt distant, as if she were seeing something beyond the room, beyond the moment. Her hands trembled as she gripped the hospital sheets tighter, her knuckles turning white.

It wasn’t just the betrayal that hurt… it was the realization of how little she mattered in Alex’s eyes.

A mother who had given everything, and yet, when it came down to it, she was nothing more than an obstacle to be removed.

She swallowed hard, forcing down the sting of unshed tears.

Alex’s lips quivered as he hesitated. “I… I…” His voice cracked, and he sniffled, looking down at the floor.

Arnold’s sharp gaze narrowed. “Answer me, Alex. Did you come up with this idea alone?”

The weight of his father’s voice made Alex’s small frame tremble. He squeezed his eyes shut, as if that could mak

the crushing pressure go away.

The harshness of his words made Alex hiccup on a sob.

“I… I just wanted Aunt Linda to come,” he whispered. “I didn’t think it would be that bad..”

Nora exhaled shakily, her fingers digging into the sheets.

but the quiet fury in his eyes was

panic flickered in Alex’s wide eyes, and

hands clenched into trembling fists, but he

he choked on his sobs. His whole body shrank as if

features set in a hard line. His usually calm, indifferent eyes flickered with something fleeting… an instinctive reaction when he saw Nora

halfway toward her, but then he stopped himself,

crazy with regret

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contrast to the usual patience he showed his

the air. “Think

tightened at his father’s words. He had always been the

of distress crashing over him. His lips

She was awake. The relief was instant,

everything else.

Mom, you finally woke up! I was

her hospital bed, arms

fingers brushed against her, Nora’s hand came

looking at him with an expression he had never seen before. Cold. Distant. Her pale lips pressed into a thin line,

wavered, thick with emotion. “I didn’t mean it… I… I didn’t

face

the surface, but

spoke,

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