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.

was alive with festive energy-families moving between stores, couples holding hands as they admired holiday displays, the scent of roasted chestnuts drifting through the cool

she caught sight of the small boy skipping down the street, his

hair, and the slight bounce in his steps reminded her so

the details the soft blue sweater he wore, the familiar brand of sneakers, the small patterned backpack slung

loved

time carefully picking them out, making sure

stores, watching the way his eyes would light up at a particular jacket or the way he'd

cherished those moments, believing that she understood his preferences better than

then, things 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

every time, his reaction had been indifferent at

excitement that used to shine in his eyes was

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

had tried

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

she saw the

she'd find the clothes still folded neatly in

excitedly showing off something

Linda got me this jacket! Isn't it

this out for me—she said it suits me.

once. It wasn't that she

**he didn't want the things she gave

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

down the bitter ache that