Chapter 139

With that, she turned and walked away, her posture effortlessly composed, not sparing him another glance.

Dalton clenched his fists, watching her retreating figure. His chest burned with irritation. Who does she think she is?

She was the one clinging to resentment, the one bitter over the past, the one desperate to ruin Linda's happiness.

And yet, she acted as if he was the one being ridiculous.

His expression darkened. He would speak to Arnold about this.

The villa's grand entrance was bathed in golden light as Arnold and Alex stepped inside, weary from their day. Just as Arnold set down his keys, his phone vibrated sharply in his pocket. He fished it out, glanced at the caller ID, and his expression stiffened.

"Hello?" His voice was brisk.

"Mr. Arnold, your grandmother has had a fall. She's at St. Mary's Hospital now- fractured hip. She's receiving treatment, but you'll want to come."

A wave of concern shot through Arnold. "I'll be there right away."

Alex, noticing the change in his father's demeanor, stepped forward. "What's wrong?"

"Grandma had an accident," Arnold answered quickly, already moving toward the door.

Alex's eyes widened. "I want to go too—"

"Not now." Arnold cut him off, though his tone lacked harshness. "You have school tomorrow. You can visit her after class."

"But-"

"No arguments, Alex." Arnold was already halfway out the door, his car keys in hand. "I'll let you know if anything serious happens."

watch as the

moment, his

up, heart pounding, hoping it was

disappointment settled like a stone in his chest-it

sighed, rubbing the back of his

Sarah several times that day. Earlier, he had caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette on the street-her walk, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear. It had to be his mother.

her,

After all, why would she come back for

jaw clenched as memories of his grandmother surfaced the formidable matriarch who

greeted by a member of the medical staff who respectfully said, "Alpha Arnold, the patient is in room

headed down the hall. The antiseptic scent filled his lungs, and the quiet hum of machines echoed in the sterile space. When he entered, his grandmother was lying in bed, her frail frame a stark contrast to the

tell she was awake. "Grandma," he said softly. She

chair and sat beside her. "I came as soon

Still, nothing.

you're upset about the

that, her eyes snapped open, sharp and full

her voice thin but firm. "You don't think

than you realize.

scoffed, turning

easily. "Look, I won't let Linda and Clark

the blanket,

believed she could control everything,

a long silence,

tugged at Arnold's

was exhausted from her shift. She

shoulders as she

when she saw

Linda.

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