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.

voice to stay level. “You’re in

without flinching. “Well,” she said, her tone light but firm, “Alpha Arnold, I’ve wanted to divorce you

flicker of something dark flared in Arnold’s

through him, hot and unrestrained. He

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out of manipulation. She had drugged him,

choice had been stripped from him, and they had been forced into marriage.

astonishment, Nora laughed.

light laugh. It was cold, bitter, the kind that scraped against

she murmured, shaking her head, “we’re MATES. If I wanted to seduce you into

familiar, intoxicating, dangerous. Leaning in, she let her

a touch, but it sent a jolt

flared

quickly, leaving the air between them charged. Her

she whispered. “It’s like

never put anything in that

to.

Arnold remained silent.

from the start. You never wanted to be told who to

destiny.”

you told yourself you were forced. That the wine was

slower now, controlled. But his pulse

put up with your indifference. I kept hoping, believing that

papers between them. “Sign them, Arnold.”