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The boy's bright eyes sparkled with joy. He loved surprises, and seeing Nora here unexpectedly made his entire evening. He ran straight into her, wrapping his small arms around her waist.

"I missed you!" he declared, tilting his head up.

Nora's expression remained neutral. She didn't return his hug, but she did lift a hand and gently patted his head.

"Go take a bath," she said simply, her voice lacking the warmth Alex had expected.

The boy blinked, momentarily confused. He wasn't used to this kind of response from her.

Still, he didn't argue. He stepped back, nodding. "Okay."

A servant appeared, ready to escort him upstairs. As Alex climbed the steps, he glanced back at Nora one. more time, hoping for a softer look.

But her gaze was already elsewhere.

She was focused on Arnold.

The man had entered the house quietly, his expression unreadable as always. Unlike Alex, he didn't rush

to greet her. Instead, he set his coat on the rack and walked inside at a steady pace, his hands casually in his pockets.

"We need to talk," Nora said without hesitation.

Arnold didn't react. He merely inclined his head slightly and gestured toward one of the rooms. "Let's talk, then.'

Inside the private study, the air between them grew heavy.

Nora stood near the desk, her arms crossed. Arnold leaned against a chair, his posture relaxed. But his eyes-sharp and cool-watched her intently.

She had already braced herself for this conversation. In all the years they had been married, they had never truly fought. Not because there was no conflict, but because Arnold rarely engaged in arguments. He had an indifferent nature, and Nora had always been the one to compromise.

But this time was different.

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"This has gone too far," she said, her tone controlled but firm. "Linda and Jenna's company is targeting Alexander. It's more than business competition-it's a personal attack.'

Arnold remained quiet.

"I want you to step in," she continued, searching his face for any reaction. "Stop them."

His expression didn't change.

Nora felt frustration creep in. She had made similar requests before, and each time, Arnold had refused without hesitation. He never involved himself in her family's matters, and she had learned to accept it. But this time...

This time, she **needed** him to act.

A long silence stretched between them. Then, unexpectedly, Arnold spoke.

"Alright."

Nora stiffened. "What?"

"TII handle it," he said simply. His tone was calm, almost indifferent, but there was finality in his words.

She was

s stunned.

For years, she had tried to convince him, reason with him, beg him. He had never once given in.

But tonight, he agreed. Just like that.

She should have been relieved. Grateful. Instead, unease settled in her stomach.

**Why now?**

Before she could voice her thoughts, Arnold stepped closer. His fingers brushed against her face, his touch uncharacteristically gentle.

Nora's breath hitched slightly. It had been a long time since he had touched her like this.

His thumb traced lightly over her cheek. "You look tired."

She wasn't sure how to respond.

For a moment, she almost allowed herself to soften-to forget the tension, the years of distance.

But she didn't.

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She pulled back, putting space between them. "Thank you," she said, her voice cool. "T'll be going now."

As she turned to leave, his voice stopped her.

"Where are you going so late?"

She glanced back at him.

"Isn't this your home?" he asked, his gaze steady. "Stay here tonight."

Nora hesitated.

She hadn't planned on staying. After everything that had happened, after all the time they had spent

apart, it didn't feel like her home anymore.

But before she could reply, Arnold made the decision for her.

He stood up, his movements smooth and deliberate. Without another word, he walked past her and exited the room.

She remained frozen for a moment, her mind racing.

Then, realization dawned.

**He wasn't leaving the house.**

**He was leaving the bedroom for her.**

Nora clenched her fingers slightly.

So, he expected her to sleep in the master bedroom while he stayed elsewhere.

Her lips pressed together.

Fine

If that was the case, she wouldn't argue.

She stepped into the bedroom, locking the door behind her.

Later that night, after a hot shower, she reached for her nightgown-only to realize she had forgotten to bring it with her.

With a small sigh, she wrapped a towel around herself and stepped out of the bathroom.

The bedroom was dimly lit, and she assumed Arnold had already gone elsewhere. She moved toward the 12:12

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wardrobe, reaching for her clothes.

Then-

She felt it.

A presence.

She turned her head.

Arnold was there.

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