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

Chapter 103

Sarah’s expression remained unreadable. “I didn’t see them,” she replied flatly.

Arnold’s gaze lingered on her face, and a knowing glint entered his eyes. “You saw them. You just ignored them,” he stated, his voice calm yet firm.

Silence stretched between them.

Finally, Arnold sighed and adjusted his watch. “Grandma Lancelot has invited us to dinner at the manor tonight,” he informed her. “She wants you to come.”

Sarah had always made an effort to attend Grandma Lancelot’s invitations in the past.

But today, she didn’t even hesitate before responding. “I have something to do tonight. Maybe next time.”

Arnold’s expression flickered with something–surprise, perhaps even a hint of disappointment–but he quickly masked it. “Sarah-”

She didn’t let him finish. With a polite yet distant smile, she stepped past him and walked away, leaving him standing there.

A moment later, the door to the restroom swung open, and Alex emerged. He looked up at his father and noticed that he was staring in the direction Sarah had gone.

“Dad?” Alex tilted his head. “What are you looking at? Did you see someone you know?”

Arnold hesitated briefly before answering. “It was your mom.”

At the mention of Sarah, Alex’s small face scrunched up in displeasure. He crossed his arms over his chest. “Hmph. She still hasn’t taken me skiing like she promised.”

Arnold’s brows furrowed slightly as he observed his son’s reaction.

about Sarah’s cold attitude just moments ago and couldn’t help

Alex’s shoulder and said gently, “You should

indignantly, “Did she come here to apologize to

lips parting slightly before he let out a quiet sigh. “No, Alex,” he said after a pause. “She

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a small, dissatisfied noise before looking away, his little fists clenching at

studied his son’s reaction carefully, his mind drifting back to his encounter with

just polite detachment;

settled in his chest, but he kept it

on,” he said finally, placing a hand on Alex’s back and gently steering him forward. “Let’s head

left the store, Alex remained silent, but

with something he couldn’t quite put

shook his head, unwilling to explain his brief encounter with

be heading

his mother’s supposed neglect, tilted his head in question. “What

before answering, “Your mom isn’t coming. It’ll be just the two

pursed in discontent.

really getting too busy,” he muttered, his small hands clenching at his sides. It didn’t sit well with him. He didn’t like the idea of his mother pushing him

son’s reaction, but he chose not to comment. There

finishing her coffee when

on the screen, she picked up.