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.

moving between stores, couples holding hands as they admired holiday displays, the scent of roasted chestnuts drifting through the cool

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

on his dark hair, and the slight bounce in his steps reminded

her throat as she observed the details the soft blue sweater he wore,

loved those

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

they walked through stores, watching the way his eyes would light up at a particular

cherished those moments, believing that she understood his

then, things had

around the shopping bags in 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 him warm, sneakers that were

reaction had

say, but the excitement that

his taste had simply matured. Children grew

had

was trending, and carefully selected new styles that

each time, she

clothes still folded neatly in

would overhear him excitedly showing off something *Linda* had given him, his voice

me this

me—she said it suits me. What do you

until one day, it hit her all at once. It wasn't that she had fallen out of touch with his tastes. It wasn't that she didn't know what he liked

simply that **he didn't

what it was. If it came from her, he would reject it.

down the bitter