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The next part of the video was even harder to watch.

Alex, small hands rifling through the cabinet, finding the bottle of sleeping pills. His little fingers hesitated over two pills before he took out a few more, as if unsure if two would be enough.

Then, with a deep breath, he dropped them all into the glass of water.

Arnold had watched it in silence. He had watched it again.

Now, standing in front of Nora, he didn't know what to say.

She turned her gaze away, her voice devoid of emotion. "This time, I won't help him hide it."

There was no rage in her tone, no dramatic outburst. That's what made it worse. Nora had already given up.

Nora reached for a folder sitting on the bedside table and held it out to him. Her movements were calm, almost too steady. "I've already spoken to my grandmother. She won't stop us from getting a divorce."

Arnold's fingers tightened around the divorce papers, his grip turning his knuckles white.

An unfamiliar resistance welled up inside him, a feeling he hadn't expected. His entire body felt tense, like a coil wound too tightly.

Why?

Hadn't this been his decision all along? Hadn't he been the one to suggest divorce in the first place?

Yet now, with the documents in his hands, the finality of it pressed against him like an invisible weight.

"What are you hesitating about?" Nora's voice was calm, almost indifferent, but there was an underlying sharpness to it, like the edge of a blade.

Arnold exhaled slowly, forcing his voice to stay level. "You're in a hurry to divorce me?"

Nora met his gaze without flinching. "Well," she said, her tone light but firm, "Alpha Arnold, I've wanted to divorce you for a long time."

A flicker of something dark flared in Arnold's chest.

A surprising amount of anger surged through him, hot and unrestrained. He clenched his jaw.

Back then... he reminded her... their marriage had been born out of manipulation. She had drugged him, seduced him, and after one reckless night, she had ended up pregnant with his child.

The choice had been stripped from him, and they had been forced into marriage. But to his astonishment, Nora laughed.

It wasn't a light laugh. It was cold, bitter, the kind that scraped against the walls of a shattered heart.

"Arnold," she murmured, shaking her head, "we're MATES. If I wanted to seduce you into bed, do you really think I needed to drug you?"

She stepped closer, the scent of her filling his senses... familiar, intoxicating, dangerous. Leaning in, she let her lips brush against his cheek.

It was barely a touch, but it sent a jolt through him, igniting something deep and primal.

Arnold inhaled sharply, his muscles tightening. Lust flared in his eyes, raw and unchecked.

Nora pulled away just as quickly, leaving the air between them charged. Her expression was unreadable, but there was something knowing in her gaze.

"See?" she whispered. "It's like this."

She straightened, crossing her arms. "I never put anything in that wine. And you're the Alpha... you could've easily found out if you really wanted to. But you didn't. Do you know why?"

Arnold remained silent.

"Because it was easier to lie to yourself," she continued, her voice softer now, tinged with something almost like pity. "You resisted our bond from the start. You never wanted to be told who to love... not by fate, not by anyone. You were too proud, too stubborn, too'determined to be in control of your own destiny."

She tilted her head, watching him closely. "So, you told yourself you were forced.

That the wine was drugged. That I trapped you."

Arnold's breath came slower now, controlled. But his pulse was anything but steady.

Nora sighed, the fight in her eyes dimming into quiet exhaustion. "Eor years, put up with your indifference. I kept hoping, believing that maybe, one day, I could warm you. But I was wrong." noveldrama

She gestured toward the papers between them. "Sign them, Arnold."

His fingers twitched slightly.

"After the divoree," she went on, "we'll go to the rejection ceremony. Don't worry... it'll be private, away from the public eye." Her eyes darkened. "On one condition. Stay out of Linda's affairs. She needs to answer for what she's done."

A long silence stretched between them.

Finally, Arnold's voice came, quieter than before. "You and Cole..."

Nora didn't blink. "Whoever I'm with has nothing to do with you anymore."

Arnold looked down at the papers again. He picked up the pen, but his hand didn't

move.

Then...

The door burst open.

A blur of motion, and suddenly, Alex was there, his small hands grasping desperately at Nora's sleeve. His face was red, eyes swollen from crying.

"Mom!" he choked out. "Where are you going? Are you leaving me? Don't you want me anymore?"