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 downstairs, that meant they had likely arrived

into a thin line. *Did she come up to visit Grandmother?* She doubted it. Grandmother

Charles scoffed, his lips curling

composed. Rising from his chair,

in return, but her mind was

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 fingers

her attention toward her grandmother, who lay propped up against the pillows with a

voice gentle. "How are you

child. Don't worry about me." But then, with that familiar warmth she always had for Sarah, she immediately shifted to concern for

slight stiffness in her posture. She knew this was another attempt to push them back together, but she was long past entertaining such ideas. Keeping her voice polite yet

she had come to accept the inevitable-that no matter how much she

made their way toward the elevator, Sarah felt an unrelenting

she asked

Charles smirked slightly. "...Almost."

without another glance. Arnold, Cole, and

to Arnold and murmured, "Her attitude toward you has really changed, huh? Has she truly put you down?" He paused, his tone laced with doubt. "But... why do I find that hard to believe?

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