The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Both police officers were shaking their heads coldly even before Helen could finish.

One of them even asked, "Don't you think you're a little too concerned about your career? Also, you're now suspected of a drunken accident. Or perhaps you're trying to make it a hit-and-run?" "I-I'm not."

Helen sighed urgently. "But this negotiation is very important—"

"Wait."

Frank strode up past the yellow line, walking up to the puddle of blood. "Officers, may I ask where the victim is?"

Both officers were speechless. "An ambulance came and took him away."

"Took him where?" Frank pressed.

The officer snorted, waving him off impatiently. "Zamri Hospital, of course. Do we really have to spell it out for you?"

whipped out a pair of handcuffs and slapped them on Helen's wrists. "Alright, beautiful. There's no point calling your husband to defend you you're coming with us." While he was considerate enough to cover the cuffs with a jacket, Frank strode up,

then. "What, is this an obstruction

dare. I'd just like to ask

his wife, he leveled a serious look at her. "Give me the

she was told, but her eyes

"Yeah."

"I'd never believe that you were drunk driving, let alone get into an accident. So just sit tight and wait-I will definitely clear your name." en

"I... Frank..."

in Frank's eyes, just as she

the misunderstandings she had with Frank before, and she leaned against Frank like a distressed

much longer are you

soon had enough and started to drag Helen