Chapter 88

Aaron hesitated for a moment. "Now?" "It won't take long. He's nearby. His health is still very weak, and the doctor doesn't allow him to go out. But he said it'd be rude to meet you in the hospital, so we gave in and brought him home for now," Esther replied. Aaron thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. … It had been a long time since Aaron had been to the Butterfield residence. He would intentionally avoid this place when passing by. As he pushed open the familiar gate, a flood of old memories came rushing back. This had once been his home and also his place of heartbreak. Zach was sitting on the living room couch. His face was pale, and he looked much older than before. "Aaron, you're here." He tried to stand, but his frail body only allowed him to rise halfway before he sat back down. Aaron nodded politely. "Mr. Butterfield, how's your health?" "It's just the same old ailment. It's nothing serious," Zach said with a wry smile. "The company didn't collapse, thanks