The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 66

"Grandma, how… how did you even find this place?" Winona stared in shock at Helga, whose hair was a wild mess and whose lips were so dry they'd cracked and peeled.

Winona's heart ached unbearably.

She gently took Helga's arm and led her toward the house.

It wasn't until Helga had downed two full glasses of water in the living room that she finally spoke. "I walked all night through the hills to get here. When I finally reached the city, I couldn't remember the name of the big street outside your neighborhood, so I just kept asking, kept asking. I must've talked to a dozen people before someone finally pointed me here."

"You… you walked here last night?" Winona's voice wavered.

"Zane called me last night, said he was scared… so I came. Nona, do you have anything to eat? I'm starving…"

A sudden flare of anger broke through Winona's pain. "Grandma! If you ever walk through the hills at night again instead of sleeping, I swear I won't recognize you anymore—I won't call you my grandma, do you hear me?"

"But I…" Helga looked up at her, eyes wide and pleading.

"If you want to visit, just call me! I never turn my phone off at night, you know that. Why didn't you call so I could come pick you up?"

"Zane told me you were tired and he didn't want to wake you…"

Winona's tears spilled over instantly. "Grandma, give me ten minutes. I'll make you some noodles. How many eggs do you want?"

"Four. No—six. I walked all night and haven't had a bite to eat all day."

Ten minutes later, Winona set a steaming bowl of noodle soup with several eggs in front of Helga Perkins.

As Helga ate, she studied Winona carefully. "Last time you visited me, I could tell something was off. I tried calling Tiana, but no one picked up. Tell me the truth—did you and my grandson-in-law… split up? Did he throw you out? Oh, my poor girl, why is your life so hard…" Midway through her noodles, the old woman broke down in sobs, tears rolling down her wrinkled cheeks.

"What did I say? I didn't say anything! Why are you crying?" Winona couldn't bring herself to tell Helga about the separation and looming divorce with Julian—not when she looked so pitiful.

"Who told you I got divorced? Are you hoping I did?" she snapped, half in jest.

"You mean… you didn't? Julian's still my grandson-in-law?" Helga's tears dried up in an instant.

"Of course he is!"

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