She Turned Her Grief Into Wings novel Chapter 69

Halfway through his drive, Caden received a call from Dewitt Hayes. Zachary Sutton was being discharged from the hospital today, and Dewitt ordered Caden to pick him up personally.

He was almost at the office, but he had no choice but to pull a U-turn and head toward the hospital.

By the time he reached the room, they had already finished packing.

When Caden walked in, Zachary was in the middle of saying something to Helga. Seeing Caden at the door, Zachary smiled broadly. "You really didn't need to come all the way down here yourself."

Caden replied with perfect politeness, "It's the least I could do."

Seeing Caden, Helga dropped what she was holding and hurried over. "The hospital staff can help us out. You didn't have to make a special trip, Caden."

Caden gave her an unreadable look, casually side-stepping her as he addressed Zachary. "I've already handled the hospital arrangements. You don't need to worry about any of the paperwork."

Brushed off so entirely, Helga froze, staring at his back in complete confusion.

Zachary immediately picked up on the subtle tension between them. Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he nodded.

"Thank you very much."

It was a weekday, so traffic on the main avenues was relatively light.

Inside the car, the three of them sat in complete silence.

From the moment he had stepped into the room, Helga could tell Caden was in a foul mood. His blatant coldness during the drive made her wonder if he had somehow found out what she had done.

She was just about to cautiously test the waters, Zachary spoke up from beside her.

"I've been tied up with injuries ever since I got back to the country. I haven't had a chance to visit your father."

Caden glanced into the rearview mirror, instantly reading Zachary's true intentions.

He maintained a polite facade. "My father has been worried about you as well. He's mentioned wanting to visit you at the hospital several times, but unfortunately, his mobility makes it difficult."

Zachary nodded in response, leaving Helga sitting there with no way to join the conversation.

Caden added, "My father explicitly told me that once you were discharged, we must host a dinner in your honor."

Watching the girl smile as she swayed on the swing, her skirt catching the breeze, Caden saw her silhouette perfectly overlap with the little girl from his childhood.

It was the exact same scene, the exact same person, yet everything was entirely different now.

His mind snapped back to what Aiken had told him the other day.

The mastermind behind the sabotage at Shera's competition was Helga.

"Caden, come push me."

Even her words were exactly the same as when they were kids.

Caden stood frozen, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He didn't move an inch.

Seeing his completely flat expression, Helga dug her feet into the dirt to stop the swing. She walked up and looked him in the eye. "Do you think this is childish?"

She laughed softly. "I guess you're right. We're all grown up now. This is just kid stuff."