After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 159 As he took his seat, Dalton's initial surprise faded into quiet observation. He glanced toward the stage and immediately caught sight of Arnold. His brows furrowed slightly.

*She's not here because of him, is she?* For sreason, that thought unsettled him.

His attention shifted back to Nora. He watched as she remained fully engaged with the conference, jotting down key figures, nodding slightly at points that seemed to align with her research. Her posture was upright, poised, with not the slightest indication of distraction.

And yet, Arnold....who was supposed to be focused on the event....kept glancing toward their side.

Dalton noticed it more than once.

A flicker of something....mild confusion, faint intrigue....passed through his mind.

Why was Arnold looking this way so often? And why did Nora, in contrast, seem completely indifferent to his presence? The contrast unsettled him.

The meeting eventually cto an end, and as attendees began gathering their things, Nora packed up her notes methodically, wasting no time. She rose from her seat, ready to leave, her steps precise and measured.

Arnold, standing not too far away, watched her retreating figure for a few moments before he moved.

Dalton, still seated, narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Arnold follow her.

Outside the conference hall, with several executives and media figures lingering nearby, Arnold spoke in a voice loud enough to be overheard.

"It's raining outside, you'll slip easily in high heels,” he remarked, his tone carrying an odd familiarity. "Be careful in a while." The words were casual, but the way he said them made them seem weightier than necessary.

Nora stopped briefly, turning her head slightly in his direction. There were too many eyes on them for her to ignore the comment completely.

She offered a polite, measured response. "Thank you for your concern. I will pay attention." 14:51 After I left, Alpha father and son went crazy with regret 98.8% Chapter 159 Her words were civil, her voice calm. But deep inside, something in her stirred.

An old memory surfaced.

Last year.

At a formal gathering, they had been with a group of acquaintances at a restaurant. She had slipped....not hard, just enough to stumble slightly.

Arnold had been standing nearby.

And yet, in order to avoid suspicion, in order to keep his reputation untangled from hers, he had refused to help. She had never forgotten that.

And now, here he was, in front of so many people, offering concern where once there had been nothing but avoidance.

Her grip on her notes tightened slightly before she relaxed her fingers. It didn't matter. Not anymore. Outside, the weather had turned harsh. The sky was a dull gray, snowflakes mixing with icy rain, making the pavement treacherous. As she stepped onto the stone steps leading to the exit, she felt the slickness beneath her heels. Her pace slowed instinctively, each step taken with careful precision.

Arnold remained at her side, not rushing ahead, not offering his hand....but staying just close enough. Dalton, who had followed them out, caught sight of the two standing together.

His frown deepened.

Without a second thought, he stepped forward, walking toward them.

Dalton strode forward, his movements casual....perhaps too casual. Whether intentional or not, his shoulder clipped Nora's with enough force to throw her off balance.

Caught off guard, she felt herself slipping forward, the icy steps beneath her offering no support. A sharp intake of breath left her lips as she braced for impact, her arms instinctively reaching out for something.....anything....to hold onto.

But before she could hit the ground, strong arms encircled her waist.

Arnold moved swiftly, catching her in one fluid motion and pulling her into his embrace. His grip was firm, unyielding, as if he had anticipated this moment before it even happened.

Nora's heartbeat spiked in irritation, more from the situation than the near fall itself. Her hands pressed 14:51 After I left, Alpha father and son went crazy with regret 99.0% Chapter 159 against his chest as she tried to push him away.

"You putdown...." she demanded, her voice sharp with discomfort.

Arnold, however, acted as if he hadn't heard her. His voice was steady, unfazed.

"Hold the umbrella steady." The words were an order, not a request.

Before she could protest further, he effortlessly carried her down the steps, his movements @naffected by her resistance. The onlookers, executives, and business representatives still lingering outside turned to watch the scene unfold.

Arnold, undeterred by the attention, inclined his head slightly toward them. "I take my leave first. Let's n.

arrange another tto meet."

Nora clenched her jaw. With so many eyes on them, she had no to-play she had no choice but th to play along, though the entire situation felt suffocating. "Thank you, Alpha," she said through gritted teeth. "Now that I'm down the steps, I can walk by myself...." But Arnold didn't stop. Instead, he kept her securely in his arms, heading toward his waiting car. His grip didn't waver, nor did his expression.

his pentesion He glanced down at her, his voice quieter now but still laced with something unreadable.

"You did lose weight." Nora stiffened at the remark, her eyes narrowing slightly. It was a simple statement, yet the way he said it held layers....concern, observation, maybe even something else.