Chapter 110
Chapter 110:
Helena remembered that Dorian had also been pursuing Valeria. Yet, comparing Dorian’s casual and careless attitude with Leonino’s, Helena felt Leonino suited Valeria’s personality far better. Still, based on Helena’s observations, Valeria didn’t seem keen on pursuing either one seriously.
Valeria forced an uncomfortable smile. “When this whole mess settles down, I’ll fill you in p>
Alden’s friends, just like him, were never easy to deal with; trouble followed them like shadows.
Unable to hold back, Helena smiled slightly, privately amused by the situation.
After exiting the mall, she planned to go straight home but couldn’t shake the eerie sensation that someone was tailing her.
Emily’s call flashed across her phone, prompting Helena to ignore it—but immediately afterward, another call came in, this one from the nursing home.
The nurse’s voice was tense on the line. “Ms. Ellis, your father is currently being moved to another facility.” A surge of panic flooded Helena’s mind.
Was it possible that Emily and Gemma were planning to take her father from her?
“Keep your hands off him! I’m the only one legally responsible for Albert Ellis—this isn’t going to happen!” Helena’s voice was urgent.
Without thinking, she waved frantically for a passing taxi and sped toward the nursing home.
After a short while, she realized the driver had taken an unfamiliar route.
Suspicion flickered in her eyes. “This isn’t the way to the nursing home. Did you miss a turn p>
A low chuckle escaped the driver’s lips. “Ms. Ellis, I’m afraid your destination has changed p>
In alarm, Helena jerked her head upward just as someone pounced on her from the back seat.
Before she could scream, a hand clamped tightly over her mouth. Helena struggled desperately, but her sight dimmed bit by bit until everything slipped into darkness.
At Alden’s doorstep lay an envelope he didn’t expect.
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Though his name appeared clearly, neither address nor sender was indicated anywhere.
Pulling out the enclosed papers, Alden caught sight of a glinting object that slipped and hit the floor.
The delicate metallic ring sounded softly against the tiles.
His heart froze—it was unmistakably the wedding band he himself had placed on Helena’s finger.
A wave of dread washed over Alden, settling deep in his chest.
He looked at the document and discovered it was a divorce agreement bearing Helena’s signature.
Stepping hurriedly inside his home, Alden called out roughly, anxiety coloring his tone, “Helena?” No one answered.
The comforting warmth of Helena’s presence was missing entirely.
Alden inhaled sharply, genuinely frightened for the first time.
Immediately, he headed straight toward Helena’s room.
The faint scent of her perfume lingered softly in the air. Her belongings remained organized and untouched, as if nothing were amiss.
There was no sign she intended to leave.
But even as midnight came and went, Helena was still nowhere to be seen.
He only received a single, terse message from her, instructing him to sign the papers.
Strangely, Helena never brought up any settlement from the Wilson family.
Tension tightened Alden’s expression. He didn’t respond.
Instead, he dialed Xavier, his tone cold and commanding. “Check who’s visited Helena at home recently p>
Xavier complied but hesitated momentarily. “Did something happen to her p>
Never in his memory had Xavier heard Alden speak with such tension. He had always known Alden to be calm and composed.
Alden unconsciously tightened his grip on the phone. “Helena… didn’t come home p>
Recently, Emily had relentlessly bothered Helena, aware of precisely how to exploit her compassion.
But Helena was not someone who acted on impulse.
She honored her commitments.
Leaving might’ve crossed her mind, but slipping away without saying anything just wasn’t her style.
That meant something must’ve gone terribly wrong.