The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Frank, take me back to my office."

Helen was hugging her legs, her expression one of misery and disappointment.

Frank began, "Helen, actually-"

"Don't say it, Frank. I get it," Helen murmured, turning to look outside the window so that he would not have to see her cry. "I regret nothing at all."

After being silent for a while, Frank started the car as it drizzled.

He drove in silence, feeling unsettled even as he took Helen back to Lanecorp's offices.

They got out, and Helen stopped outside the entrance. "I'm giving you two days' leave, Mr. Lawrence. It's been taxing... You should get some proper rest." Frank could hear the crack in her voice and saw that she was forcing herself to smile despite forcing back tears.

"Yeah." He nodded and started to leave since he knew she needed time by herself.

and don't mind what my mother said," Helen added. "Even if you were a pig, you'd still be the most amazing, most

you'd be

palm over her lips as she

smile faded in turn, standing silently outside as he looked

the ones behaving despicably, so they can't blame me for

Zamri when he received a call

been

well..." Frank trailed off, but he really had his hands full over the past month or so helping Helen and Vicky, and he did not have the time to return to Riverton. Winter ignored his half-response and asked tentatively just then, "Will you be free tomorrow? It's my convocation ceremony tomorrow, and you're a lecturer at the university. Do you think you can make it?" Still, she was understanding as ever and quickly added, "But it's fine if you can't make it if you're busy. Yeah, it's

"Hmm..."

hope in her voice and decided