After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 200

The next part of the video was even harder to watch.

Alex, small hands rifling through the cabinet, finding the bottle of sleeping pills. His little fingers hesitated over two pills before he took out a few more, as if unsure if two would be enough.

Then, with a deep breath, he dropped them all into the glass of water.

Arnold had watched it in silence. He had watched it again.

Now, standing in front of Nora, he didn’t know what to say.

She turned her gaze away, her voice devoid of emotion. “This time, I won’t help him hide it.”

There was no rage in her tone, no dramatic outburst. That’s what made it worse. Nora had already given up.

Nora reached for a folder sitting on the bedside table and held it out to him. Her movements were calm, almost too steady. “I’ve already spoken to my grandmother. She won’t stop us from getting a divorce.”

Arnold’s fingers tightened around the divorce papers, his grip turning his knuckles white.

An unfamiliar resistance welled up inside him, a feeling he hadn’t expected. His entire body felt tense, like a coil wound too tightly.

Why?

Hadn’t this been his decision all along? Hadn’t he been the one to suggest divorce in the first place?

Yet now, with the documents in his hands, the finality of it pressed against him like an invisible weight.

“What are you hesitating about?” Nora’s voice was calm, almost indifferent, but there was an underlying sharpness to it, like the edge of a blade.

slowly, forcing his voice to stay level. “You’re in a hurry to divorce

his gaze without flinching. “Well,” she said, her tone light but firm, “Alpha Arnold, I’ve

dark

of anger surged through him, hot

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born out of manipulation. She had drugged him, seduced

had been stripped from him, and they had been forced into

his astonishment, Nora laughed.

the kind that scraped against the walls of a shattered

to seduce you into bed, do you really think I needed to drug you?”

of her filling his senses… familiar, intoxicating, dangerous. Leaning in, she let her lips brush

sent a

Lust flared in his eyes,

pulled away just as quickly, leaving the air between them charged. Her expression was unreadable, but there was something

“It’s like this.”

never put anything in that wine. And you’re

wanted to. But you didn’t. Do

Arnold remained silent.

lie to yourself,” she continued, her voice softer now, tinged with something almost like pity. “You resisted our bond from the start. You never wanted to be told who to love… not by fate, not by anyone. You were too proud, too stubborn, too determined to be

destiny.”

watching him closely. “So, you told yourself you were

now, controlled. But his pulse

into quiet exhaustion. “For years, I put up with your indifference. I kept hoping, believing that maybe, one

gestured toward the papers between