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

Chapter 160

Sarah knew Alex too well to be sensitive to the hint of hesitation and reluctance in his words.

Hearing the noisy voice on the other end of his phone, Sarah asked, "Baby, where are you now?"

There was a slight pause on the other end.

Alex finally answered, "I'm at the airport, Dad asked me to ask if you wanted to come."

He couldn't hide some disappointment in his tone, he had booked a flight out with Aunt Linda, but Aunt Linda had some important work at the moment, so he had to let the maid take him out.

Dad had told him to ask mom if she wanted to come along, but......

Alex couldn't help but think, what if Auntie Linda came back from her busy day, how embarrassing it would be to bump into mom.

Sarah was silent for a moment and replied, "Mom has to stay at her

grandmother's and can't be with you, next time we have a chance, you enjoy your vacation."

Alex sighed in relief, "In that case, I'll leave you alone! Mom, I'll be back with a present for you!"

Before Sarah could say anything else, the phone was hung up impatiently.

Sarah was used to Alex's attitude and hung up the phone and went back to her breakfast.

After breakfast, she went out shopping with Alexander and his daughter, Elisa.

holding hands as they admired holiday displays, the scent of roasted chestnuts drifting through

of the small boy skipping down the street, his laughter light

slight bounce in his steps reminded

her throat as she observed the details the soft blue sweater he wore, the familiar brand of sneakers, the small

had loved

time carefully picking them out, making sure they were comfortable, stylish, and something

as they walked through stores, watching the way his eyes would light up at a particular jacket or the way he'd insist on trying on different hats just to make her

had cherished those moments, believing that she understood his preferences

then, things had

her hands. She had continued buying him the same brand, the same styles he used to adore-sweaters in his favorite colors, jackets she knew would keep

time, his reaction had been

excitement that used to shine in his eyes

she had brushed it off as a phase, thinking that maybe his taste

she had

age, noted what was trending, and carefully selected new styles that she thought he might

each time, she

find the clothes still folded neatly

excitedly showing off something *Linda* had given him,

me this jacket! Isn't

said it suits me. What do

realization had been slow, creeping in like an unwelcome shadow, until one day, it hit her all at once. It wasn't that she had fallen out of touch with

**he didn't want the things

If it came from her, he would reject

the bitter ache that