Chapter 584
Chapter 584:
Delaney and Bonnie sat comfortably in the living room, the scent of herbal tea drifting through the air. Their conversation, initially light and scattered, began to wander into deeper waters—memories, regrets, and the unexpected paths their children had taken.
Bonnie leaned back with a nostalgic smile, her voice soft. “I met Den before I went abroad. Back then, he was this tiny thing—barely came up to my waist.” She held her hand in the air to mark the height, her eyes twinkling with affection. “I never imagined he would grow up so fast. And now, married. Just like that p>
Delaney’s expression faltered. Regret crept into her voice like a shadow. “I was not there for most of his growing years. He did not know the promise we once made. And I had no idea he got married. Everything unfolded so quickly—so carelessly—we ended up breaking a promise that once meant everything. And I carry that weight p>
Bonnie reached for her cup, her tone gentle but firm. “Neither of you is to blame, Delaney. If two people are not meant to end up together, that is simply how fate moves. We can plan all we want, but destiny does not wait for our intentions p>
Her understanding only deepened Delaney’s guilt. Unable to shake the heaviness in her chest, Delaney changed course. “What about Monique?” she asked, her voice tentative. “How is she doing? Has she found anyone p>
Bonnie exhaled, setting her cup down. “She says she is too focused on her career. Claims she has no time for romance. But I see through her. That girl is waiting for someone p>
The unspoken name in that sentence twisted something deep inside Delaney. Before she could offer an apology, Bonnie raised a hand and shook her head with a rueful smile. “Do not worry. I hope I did not sound like I was blaming Alden. I don’t blame him p>
Delaney forced a smile, but the tension lingered between them like a thread drawn tight.
The conversation naturally shifted toward Alden’s marriage, and Delaney’s face clouded once again. She clasped her hands in her lap, her voice quiet. “Of course, it’s a good thing—Den being married. But the woman he chose p>
She trailed off, unwilling to speak ill of Helena in front of someone outside the family.
Bonnie, ever perceptive, tilted her head with interest. “I have read a little about her. The anchor, right? Online gossip is hard to ignore. They say that while Alden was abroad, she found someone else. Quite the scandal, apparently p>
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Delaney’s eyebrows lifted in disbelief. “Is that true p>
Bonnie leaned forward, ready to elaborate—but the sound of footsteps cut her short. Alden and Helena had returned.
The moment the couple entered the room, silence settled over the women like a veil.
Delaney rose from her seat and introduced Bonnie and Alden to each other. Once the introduction was made, her eyes flicked toward Helena—just for a moment. Whatever passed through her mind, she kept it to herself, choosing silence over confrontation.
Alden offered a polite nod and a well-measured smile. Then, without hesitation, he gently guided Helena forward. His tone sharpened into formality. “This is my wife, Helena Ellis. Please, just call her Helena.” Delaney’s expression tightened at the word “wife,” but she said nothing.