Chapter 33 Being Late On

Purpose

It was Monday today.

Mondays were Hadley’s days off, as Galant typically saw less business.

With free time available, Hadley chose to visit Nyla.

Nyla’s health was improving significantly; she was fully conscious and gradually regaining strength.

Together with a caregiver, Hadley assisted Nyla out of bed and wheeled her into the garden to soak up some sunlight.

“Hadley.” Nyla exhaled deeply, grasping Hadley’s hand. “I will always remember your kindness, dear.”

“I did what I felt was necessary for you,” Hadley responded, offering a soft smile as she shook her head gently.

Nyla squeezed her hand. “And I’ll never forget it.”

Tears welled up in Nyla’s eyes, her voice breaking. “My biggest regret is how I left you on your own these pas. years…”

“Nyla.” Hadley quickly pulled out a tissue to dab at the older woman’s tears. “That’s behind us now. I’m doing

well, aren’t I?”

“Of course.” Nyla affirmed with a reassuring smile. “You will always be part of my family, as Eric’s wife.”

Hadley’s face showed a moment of uncertainty.

She then decided to leave it to Eric to break the news of their divorce to Nyla however he saw fit.

She knelt to gently massage Nyla’s calf. “I don’t have work today. I’ll stay with you tonight, is that alright?”

“That would be wonderful.”

Just then, the caregiver approached. “Mrs. Flynn, you have a call,” she said, offering Nyla the phone.

“Thank you.”

Nyla accepted it and noticed Eric was on the line.

“Grandma.”

“What’s happening?” Nyla asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be at Linacre Lake now? Don’t worry about checking

in if you’re busy.”

“That’s not why I’m calling this time, Grandma,” Eric responded, his voice light with amusement.

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He continued, slightly amused. “I’m actually calling to see if you could have someone look for a manila envelope. I may have left it there.”

Eric had been spending nights at the sanatorium to be close to Nyla, often bringing work with him, which explained why he thought he might have left it there.

took on a

need it

tonight. Could you

“Certainly.”

understood the importance of such

turned to Hadley.

my room

“Of course.”

her

held up a C4–sized manila envelope. “Is this the one?”

its contents, and then reconnected with Eric on the

Eric’s voice as he responded over the phone. “Grandma, can you arrange

it sent to me?”

Nyla consented and then ended the

she started to search her contacts to make another call, she paused, struck by an idea.

Hadley.

could you come here for a

“What is it?”

no one but

the envelope, her voice lowering. “These papers contain sensitive business information. It’s too risky to entrust them

paused, weighing her response.

might be an attempt to mend bridges between

ready to face Eric again, Hadley

she couldn’t express her true feelings to Nyla about her

finally agreed, her voice tense as she accepted the

She planned to hand it off to

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engaging in any

pleased, her smile broadening. “First, let’s sit

while we enjoy the sun before you

delivery. The documents weren’t needed until later that evening. “It might be better

“Alright.”

of Nyla’s subtle matchmaking.

afternoon, Hadley

a bus to Linacre

within Srixby’s region, required a lengthy two–hour

the short distance

sent her.

recently built, its corridors still reeking of

inside, Hadley adjusted her backpack to

his phone. Surprised, he wondered why she was calling. Memories of their last argument surfaced,

accused him of

phone face down on the table, ignoring the incoming

knitting together in confusion. “Why isn’t Eric answering?

need these documents?”

he be tied up with something? Perhaps it was just

Hadley decided to text him

was asked by Nyla to

of the manila envelope she was holding and sent it to

a buzzing sound

He frowned.

now? He pondered. “She still thinks I have such low morals, yet she contacts

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