The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

“Sign this to finalize your divorce if you have no further questions,” the woman in a flowery dress said as she pushed a sheet of paper toward Frank Lawrence.

They were seated at Lane Manor, and Frank’s sharp brows furrowed as he stared at the divorce agreement before turning to the woman who was his mother in law, Gina Zonda. “What’s this?”

Gina folded her arms across her chest and said flatly, “Lane Holdings has just gone public—that means the gap between you and Helen are growing ever further apart. Since you’re no help to her in her career, all you would do is tie her down, and it’s therefore ideal for you to divorce her sooner.”

Frank smiled bitterly. “Is this what Helen thinks, or is that what you think?”

Gina glowered. “This is what every member of my family thinks. Henry may have arranged this marriage between you and Helen, but we’ve been kind to you as you freeloaded from us over the last three years. Sign this if you know what’s good for you.”

Frank inhaled deeply.

For three years, he utilized every connection and resources he had, helping Lane Holdings develop from a small business to a public company.

And yet, the Lanes only considered him a freeloading husband… how ironic!

Nonetheless, he said, “I can agree to the divorce, but let me see Helen first.”

“My daughter doesn’t have time for you,” Gina snapped coolly.

Frank chuckled. “She asked for a

you and my daughter. You’d never understand her

I don’t.” Frank nodded in agreement. “But I won’t sign this if I don’t see

Bang!

place, Mr. Lawrence! I’m here talking to you to spare your dignity, so sign it

Gina. “Lane Holdings hadn’t grown all

Gina was left

spoke from upstairs, stopping Gina before she went on another

find Helen dressed in a black business suit as she strode down stairs toward them.

to see me?” she said as she walked up to Frank. “Now, say what you want

looked at his wife.

aisle three years ago, the Lanes had nothing, but he and Helen had each other’s backs and were sweet on each other. Frank in turn

their marriage cooling off. Even so, Frank felt both pleased and sympathetic that the young, naive

that you have your grievance, Frank, and I’ve

sighed. “Even now, you’re still

course.” Helen nodded. “If it’s not solved, that just means you haven’t

head in disappointment. “Lane Holdings is worth 200 million, and that’s not

long, Frank—you’re shallow and content with pocket change, which is why

shallow, but who is

asked, shrugging. “Is it you,