The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The nearby elevator doors suddenly opened when Frank was just about to dispose of Hubert's corpse, and a familiar face appeared.

It was none other than Helen Lane.

"Frank...?" she murmured.

Frank glanced at her—she was visibly skinnier, and the dark circles under her eyes were obvious. Even if she tried her best to hide it with makeup, she could not hide it from Frank after their three- year marriage.

last few days had not been kind

was all for Frank, so why could he not just hold back and stop causing trouble? Why did he always have to get on

great lengths just to give Frank a chance. Forget not knowing that—he had to trample all over her

Frank lowered his gaze as he murmured, but soon sneered. "There's a reason behind everything I do, Helen. On the other hand, you only ever get led by the nose, never deciding for yourself. Is all that you see the whole picture?

it—you've never believed me anyway, not even once. That's why you really shouldn't play saint and accuse me of anything, because you have no right. Run along now, tell

he did. "Oh,