After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret novel Chapter 91

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Nora gave Cole a somewhat nervous look. She didn’t want onlookers to get the wrong idea about their relationship. After all, Cole had suspected her before. 

But surprisingly, Cole just smiled and said nothing. 

Nora’s protests were drowned out by laughter. 

The crowd had already accepted their own version of reality. Nora exhaled, shaking her head as she resigned herself to the misunderstanding. 

She looked down at her grilled meat, not noticing the slightly thoughtful look Cole was giving her. 

Abby, ever the free spirit, soon found herself engrossed in playing with other children around the campsite. 

That left Cole and Nora alone once again, the crackling of the fire filling the space between them. 

For a long moment, neither of them spoke. 

It wasn’t uncomfortable, but there was an underlying tension–one neither of them addressed. 

Finally, Cole broke the silence. “How’s work going?” 

Nora turned her gaze toward him. “Fine.” 

Cole studied her expression. “Leo’s known to be strict. You think you’ll be alright?” 

There was a flicker of something in her eyes–surprise, maybe? Amusement? It was brief. “You sound like you think I’m just some assistant fetching coffee,” she remarked, a small smirk playing on her lips. 

Cole frowned slightly. “Aren’t you?” 

Nora let out a soft laugh, “No, Cole. I’m not.” 

He could sense she wasn’t going to elaborate, so he didn’t push. Still, the realization that she held a significant role at Stardust Studios gnawed at him. 

He thought about Leo–how ruthless and demanding he was in the industry. 

The thought of Nora being under that kind of pressure made something in him tighten. 

He wanted to ask more, but she had already turned her attention back to the fire, signaling the end of 

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that conversation. 

Later that evening, Abby began sniffling, her little face flushed, her energy from earlier noticeably 

dimmed. 

Cole crouched beside her, placing a hand on her forehead. “She’s running a fever.” 

Nora frowned, immediately kneeling down to check on her. “We should get her to a hospital.” 

Cole nodded. “I’ll drive. You coming?” 

“Of course,” she answered without hesitation. 

They quickly packed up, leaving the campsite behind as they drove through the quiet roads toward the hospital. 

Inside the car, the warmth from the heater made the exhaustion of the long day creep up on them. 

Abby, bundled up in the backseat, had already dozed off. 

The rhythmic hum of the car engine and the lull of the darkened roads made it easy for Nora’s body to relax, her eyelids growing heavier. 

Cole glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She was visibly worn out, her posture slightly slumped, her breathing slowing. Soon, she was asleep. 

A small, unreadable expression flickered across Cole’s face. He reached for his coat and gently draped it 

over her. 

His fingers hovered just above her cheek. 

There was a strand of hair that had fallen over her face, and for a second, he considered brushing it away. 

But he stopped himself. 

Instead, he pulled his hand back, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. 

Upon arriving at the hospital, they got Abby checked in. 

The doctor reassured them that it was just a mild cold–nothing serious–but she needed rest. 

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While Cole stayed with Abby, Nora stepped outside to take a breath of fresh air. 

It was then that her phone vibrated in her pocket. 

She glanced at the screen. Arnold. 

She hesitated before answering. 

“Nora,” his voice came through the line, steady and composed. “I have something going on for the next few days. I need you to take care of Alex for a bit.” 

Nora exhaled softly. “Alright.” 

No arguments. No questions. She knew her responsibilities as a mother, even if her time with Alex was often disrupted. 

The next morning, she arrived at the villa, her body still sore from the uncomfortable sleep she had in the 

car. 

Her head felt heavy, her movements slower than usual. 

Alex was waiting for her in the living room, arms crossed, a deep frown on his face. 

“You didn’t take me skiing,” he said, his tone sharp.