Chapter 142

Left with no other choice, Sarah finally agreed.

Alex, now beaming with excitement, followed her home eagerly. The moment they stepped inside, he took in his surroundings with curious eyes. Compared to the grand villa he was used to, the apartment was undoubtedly much smaller, but it was cozy. The faint scent of fresh laundry mixed with the fragrance of her perfume, making the space feel undeniably like *her*.

He nestled against her that night, hugging her tightly as he drifted off to sleep. It was the most peaceful rest he had had in a long time.

The next day, after work, Sarah received news that Grandmother's surgery had been successful. A quiet sense of relief settled in her heart. She decided to buy a bouquet of flowers before heading to the hospital.

As she arrived, she spotted a familiar figure standing near the entrance.

*Linda.*

Their eyes met briefly, cold and unreadable, before they walked past each other without a word. They didn't need to speak-both understood the silent hostility between them.

On the VIP floor, Sarah pushed the door open, stepping into the hospital room. But as soon as she did, her gaze landed on three men inside.

Arnold.

Cole.

Charles.

with realization. If Linda had been

into a thin line. *Did she come up to visit Grandmother?* She doubted it. Grandmother had never liked Linda, and

inside, Charles scoffed, his lips curling with a

in contrast, was more composed. Rising from his chair, he greeted her

in return, but her mind was

in her arms added a burst of color to the otherwise sterile environment. She barely had a chance to speak before Arnold silently walked over, his movements fluid and confident, and took the flowers from her grasp. His

and turned her attention toward her grandmother, who lay propped up against the pillows with a tired but content

Sarah greeted, her voice gentle.

worry about me." But then, with that familiar warmth she always had for Sarah, she immediately shifted to concern for her. "Have

slight stiffness in her posture. She knew this was another attempt to push them back together, but she was

eyes, as if she had come to accept the inevitable-that no matter

they made their

she asked coolly,

Charles smirked slightly. "...Almost."

elevator without another glance.

leaned in closer to Arnold and murmured, "Her attitude toward you has really changed, huh? Has she truly

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