Chapter 381
Chapter 381:
The area was peaceful, with hardly anyone around, and the air smelled fresh. It was the perfect spot for an older woman to relax and enjoy her golden years.
Alden and Helena were on the road together, and it wasn’t until they were already in the car that Alden turned to her and asked, “Why did you make such a demand p>
Helena had her mind set on convincing Alden to go ahead with the operation as soon as possible. She thought that if he could sense how much Frida cared for him and relied on him, he might just change his mind.
Naturally, she kept that to herself for the time being. She simply smiled warmly and said, “When I saw Frida the other day, she couldn’t stop talking about you. She kept calling you by that sweet nickname of yours. If I hadn’t pulled you away from your busy schedule, you’d be buried in work and forget all about your grandma p>
Alden’s face flickered with guilt upon hearing her words. As they paused at a red light, he reached out and gently squeezed Helena’s hand.
When they arrived at Frida’s house, Shelley, the housekeeper, was the first to greet them outside.
The moment Shelley saw them, her face lit up. She hurried inside to announce, “Mr. Wilson and Helena have arrived p>
At first, Shelley addressed Helena formally. Helena wasn’t used to that at all. But as they grew more familiar, she asked Shelley to simply call her Helena.
Frida was sitting with her reading glasses perched on her nose, flipping through an old, worn photo album. When she heard the noise, her face lit up with joy. “Helena and Den came? Quick, bring them in!” she called out cheerfully.
The moment her eyes landed on them, Frida skipped past Alden and reached for Helena’s hand instead. She looked at Helena with gentle, approving eyes.
Frida studied Helena for a moment, taking her time. Then, she nodded with satisfaction. “Excellent, excellent! You look much better than you did last time p>
Alden was well aware that Frida was in the middle stages of dementia. These days, her memory didn’t hold on to things for very long.
The fact that Frida still remembered what Helena looked like during her last visit said a lot about how often Helena had come here, even when Alden had kept his distance and remained distant with her.
As he reflected on this, a wave of guilt washed over Alden, and he couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Helena.
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Oblivious to Alden’s emotions, Helena continued the conversation with Frida, chatting gently and staying close to her side.
Before long, Frida began to tire and mentioned that she needed a break. Seizing the opportunity, Alden and Helena quietly slipped into the living room, where they began talking with Shelley.
Shelley brought over some fruit and snacks. Watching how the two of them had warmed up to each other again, she let out a heartfelt sigh.
“Mr. Wilson, I’m so glad to see you and Helena getting along again. It truly makes me happy! Back when you misunderstood her, I wanted to speak up, but Helena stopped me. She said that, with time, you’d come to see who she really is and that it was just your memory playing tricks on you. She always believed that, with your sharp mind, you’d eventually recognize her for who she truly is p>