Chapter 573
Chapter 573:
One of the ladies chuckled and added, “You don’t need to thank us! It’s not just Frida we like—we like you too! So sweet and attentive—we’re all jealous she has a granddaughter like you p>
“Absolutely!” said another. “If only we had someone as thoughtful looking after us p>
The compliments flew from every direction like petals in a spring breeze. Then one woman leaned in and whispered conspiratorially, “Helena, you’re young, beautiful, and clearly devoted. Do you have a boyfriend? My grandson’s twenty-eight, just took over the family business—tall, handsome, respectable! Want his number? I can send you his contact details p>
Another chimed in eagerly, “Mine’s a catch too! I’ve got photos on my phone—want to see p>
An increasing number of older people clustered around Helena, all eager to suggest suitable bachelors from their families. Helena had no idea how to respond and felt completely out of her depth.
Just as she was preparing to turn them down with grace, a deep and playful voice rang out, growing louder as it neared. “Thank you for holding Helena in such high regard. But I’m sorry to say, you’ve missed your chance—she’s already married p>
Heads swiveled in unison, and there he was—a tall, handsome man approaching with sure, purposeful strides. Though these seniors weren’t easily impressed, Alden’s powerful presence caught them off guard, if only for a moment.
Alden had become a well-known name in Cheson, so it wasn’t long before someone recognized him. “Wait a minute—aren’t you Alden Wilson p>
“I am,” he replied, and as he joined the group, he gently took over steering the wheelchair from Helena. Casually, he let his free hand fall, linking his fingers with hers.
Helena felt shy under the sudden attention and gave a small tug, wanting to ease her hand free. But Alden held on a bit tighter, his fingers curling securely around hers. He gave the elders a warm smile and said, “I’m Frida’s grandson by blood. Helena’s my wife p>
The elders froze, caught off guard, then shifted their gaze to Helena, waiting for her to confirm.
With her fingers still tangled in Alden’s, Helena’s cheeks went pink as she gave a shy nod and a sheepish smile.
𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓴 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝗮𝘁
Just like that, their cheerful buzz melted into a shared sense of disappointment. Alden might have cut a fine figure, but to them, Helena belonged to their circle, so they shot him glances filled with mild annoyance and thinly veiled disapproval.
After sizing Alden up without a word, one of the older women tugged Helena aside and called out in a booming voice, “Darling! If that boy gives you any grief, you come straight to me! My grandson’s got better looks—and he’s still in his twenties! I’ll fix you two up in no time p>
Helena stood there, almost bursting out laughing. All she could do was offer her thanks over and over.
After the group finally drifted away, Helena turned her gaze upward to take a good look at Alden’s expression. His jaw was slightly tilted higher than usual, and his mouth was drawn tight—he was clearly not amused.
Trying not to burst into laughter, Helena gave him a playful jab in the chest and joked, “Look at that! You got a fiancée when you were just a kid, and now I’ve got a queue of admirers too p>