The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As Frank and Drunken Moon chatted, a thirtyish man opened the door. His tailored suit was draped lopsidedly, and stubble grew all over his chin.

On top of that, there were wide dark circles under his eyes, both of which were bloodshot.

"Drunken Moon?" His eyes lit up when he realized who it was, but only for a second as his gaze soon dulled again.

Drunken Moon turned to Frank. "Allow me to introduce you to a friend, Lugh Frankton. Lugh, this is my friend Zein Dunham. You can just call him Zein."

After the men shook hands, Zein ushered them inside and made them tea.

Then, he curled into himself as he sat on a couch, looking miserably insomniac.

"You don't look like yourself," Drunken Moon pointed out, puzzled. "Did you suffer some sort of trauma?"

Zein smiled wryly. "You never know what could happen to you, I guess. Live and let live."

and realized that

had to do with Dani Farron, Zein's wife, was

owed almost a million in debt when she married Zein. It was

It was simply sickening.

was horrible,

smirked. "Too late now,

to snark at each other anyway, so

who picked up her teacup and smashed it on the floor, yelling, "If

now, after she met a rich prick, not only did she run away with

"What?!"

too-Dani's behavior was simply sickening. She really

the couch. "Thank goodness you came, or I would have

get involved with people like me, because this is what I deserve. No reason for you to get into trouble... just stick to your work, and

was being stubborn, Drunken Moon was no