Crippled Luna's Farewell: Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception

Chapter 46

For now, she needed this time for herself.

Sarah leaned back in her chair, staring at her phone, which was still warm from the call she had just finished.

Her thoughts swirled as she wrestled with conflicting emotions. It wasn’t that she didn’t care about Alex; she loved him deeply.

But going back to that house…the one filled with memories, judgments, and the constant shadow of Arnold–felt suffocating….She sighed, shaking her head to clear the unease.

Meanwhile, at the villa, Alex stood with the phone still in his hand, his brow furrowed.

“She’s acting strange,” he mumbled to himself before glancing at Arnold, who sat nearby, pretending to read the newspaper.

Arnold, however, wasn’t as detached as he seemed.

He had been listening to Alex’s side of the conversation, every word sinking into him.

Sarah’s tone.. cool and detached.. was unlike the gentle warmth she usually reserved for Alex.

For the first time, Arnold felt something unfamiliar: uncertainty.

“What did she say?” Arnold asked, lowering the paper.

Alex shrugged. “She said she’s busy and can’t pick me up today.”

Arnold raised a brow. Sarah had never refused Alex, not like this. “Did she say why?”

day was inconvenient,” Alex replied, his disappointment evident. “But I asked her to

his face. Sarah’s aloofness was getting under his skin.

screen and saw Alex’s name. With a resigned sigh, she picked

voice sounded small,

keeping her voice neutral.

“Can you

me to school

She wanted to say no, to keep her distance, but Alex’s tone

really want to tell you something on the way. It’s important.”

insisting Sarah to pick him. It was quite surprising for him to hear such attitude from

not a good day for me.

that. “Uh… Daddy’s busy,” he lied quickly. “He said he

the untruth in his words. “Alex, are you sure? I can call him—”

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panic lacing his voice. “It’s okay, Mom. Just… just this once, please?”

couldn’t bear to see him upset. “Alright,”

Alex’s voice brightened

really. Be ready,” she replied, her

up, a pang of guilt settled in her chest. She wasn’t ready to face Arnold, but she also

her hands on the edge of a napkin and rose from the table, her brow furrowing as

yet to be officially handed over, and to complicate matters further, there was a meeting

be attending.