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

Chapter 175

Chapter 175

He gave a half-smile. "I had some contract issues to go over. Figured I might as well take care of them before heading home."

Sarah opened her laptop, ready to discuss the contracts. If there was more to his words, she didn't seem to catch it....or maybe she did and chose to ignore it.

Seeing her dive straight into business, Cole let out a quiet exhale. He had expected that.

They discussed the details of the contracts for a while before Cole finally closed his folder, signaling the conversation was over. He stood up but hesitated for a brief moment before speaking again.

"Sarah."

She looked up from her screen. "What's wrong?"

Cole wanted to say: tomorrow is Valentine's Day.

But he eyed her carefully for a moment, then smiled and shook his head. "Nothing."

Cole turned and left without another word.

The next morning, the office was buzzing with energy. When Sarah stepped inside, several of her colleagues greeted her with cheerful expressions.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Sarah!"

She blinked in surprise.

Valentine's Day?

She had completely forgotten.

process the realization, a voice called out from

ask which one of you

turned to see a delivery man standing at the doorway, holding

flowers for you," he continued, scanning the room. "Please come sign for

hush fell over the

the florist's clerk stepped into the office carrying a large bouquet of red roses, the room buzzed with

flowers, then toward Sarah, as whispers of

really lucky today," a colleague remarked, nudging another with an

from her partner, right? Red roses on Valentine's Day? That's classic romance,"

in her chest... not excitement, not joy, but something

never

was a certainty. Their relationship had been lifeless for years,

gestures, and certainly not about celebrating Valentine's Day. Yet, the

bouquet and murmured a polite thanks to the delivery clerk before walking briskly back to her

scent of roses, rich and overwhelming, filled the space as she set them down on her

hands, she plucked the envelope nestled

*Happy Valentine's Day.*

no hint of identity. But the handwriting... she

was elusive. Before she could dwell on it further, the door swung open. Leo strode in,

he teased, crossing

exhaled, barely reacting.

on. Red roses, top-tier quality. Whoever sent these isn't holding

met his gaze

his

her finger before

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