She Turned Her Grief Into Wings novel Chapter 47

Shera spent the next few days in a frantic rush, preparing for the semi-finals. The garment was finished, but there were still several small hand-finishing details to take care of.

That morning, she received a call from the main estate. Dewitt Hayes wanted her to pick a time to bring Caden over for dinner.

To avoid any unnecessary drama, Shera gave a vague excuse, claiming Caden was extremely busy this week and that they would visit once his schedule cleared up.

If there was one thing she had learned from being with Caden, it was the art of dodging questions.

If you couldn't resolve something, push it down the line. Eventually, people forgot.

To her surprise, not even half an hour after she hung up, Caden’s number flashed on her screen.

“You told my old man I’m too busy?”

Shera was methodically pinning a seam. She set her phone down on the corner of the cutting table, her tone flat. “What else was I supposed to say?”

The man scoffed lowly. “You’re quite good at passing the buck. He just chewed me out for no reason.”

The cotton thread pulled smoothly through the fabric. Shera stood up, inspected her work, nodded to herself, and grabbed a pair of scissors to trim away the excess pattern paper.

“So, what, should I have just told him we’re getting a divorce and won't be coming to family dinners anymore?”

Her words plunged the man on the other end into a heavy silence. A few seconds later, his voice came through, cold and hard. “You can try it and see what happens.”

Try it?

Was that a threat?

Shera ignored the bait. She glanced at the calendar on her phone. The semi-finals were tomorrow. If all went well, the finals were a month and a half away.

That was too long.

She spoke up. “Next week, let’s find a time to go to City Hall and finalize the paperwork as soon as possible.”

Caden: “I don't have time next week.”

Shera: “Then the week after.”

Caden: “I can't guarantee the week after. When I have an opening, I’ll have my assistant notify you.”

Shera paused what she was doing, her brow furrowing. “Do you really think avoiding this is going to solve anything?”

“I’m not avoiding it. I’m stating a fact.”

She picked up the phone, a vein throbbing in her temple. “Caden, I never realized you were this kind of person.”

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