I Once Married You (Harper and Benjamin)

Chapter 89 Be Harper's Secretary

"Of course not, she was just tired last night. Calling so early might disturb her rest, so I had to answer on her behalf."

The mention of her being tired last night drained the color from Frank's face, rendering him speechless.

Benjamin interjected once more, saying, "Frank, remember that Harper is a married woman. Do you understand the implications of your current actions? If word gets out, can you continue at Mayby? If you want to avoid embarrassment, keep your distance from her. Even your years of friendship won't save you."

Without waiting for Frank's response, Benjamin abruptly ended the call.

Clutching his phone tightly, Benjamin remained composed, yet his gaze was showing coldness.

He thought, "This Frank is truly relentless."

He switched the phone to silent mode and then left the bedroom.

Harper slept in until half past nine, stretching as she picked up her phone. Instantly, Harper sat up.

There were several missed calls and WhatsApp messages, all from one person.

[Harper, what's the meaning of not answering my calls? Are you upset about what I said last night?]

[Are you really angry?]

[You're not planning to have dinner with me tonight?]

Harper ran her hand through her hair and promptly replied: [Sorry, I just woke up. I'm not upset, and of course, I'll join you tonight.]

The other side responded with a relieved expression, saying: [Good to hear you're not upset. You don't have to come over during the day. I'll be wandering around Mayby on my own. See you tonight.] Harper said: [OK.]

Then she got out of bed.

The bedroom curtains were tightly drawn, making it impossible to tell the time without checking.

silent mode. Harper sighed

breakfast downstairs, she drove

at her, "Ms. Mitchell, you look especially beautiful today." "Spill it. Are you feeling

I'm being honest. You really look stunning today, like... you've been touched by love, Ms. Mitchell. Could

her mind was filled with images

changes. Seeing Harper's reaction, she became more convinced. "Wow, Ms. Mitchell, you really are in love!"

brimming with excitement like a little girl who had discovered someone's secret. Before Harper could respond, Sophia asked in a low voice, "Is it Mr. Parker? But it doesn't seem like it. Your gaze toward him carries no admiration. Is it Mr. Martin?

not have work to do? Are you so eager to gossip about

not allowing Sophia to continue her speculations. Otherwise, Sophia might end up imagining the whole story of Harper being

moment, Harper's face was cold and distant, exuding an air of aloofness that made her

tone, "Ms. Mitchell, I've organized these documents. After you read them, I'll take them to

first. If there are any issues, I'll

"Okay, I'll leave now."

pressed her lips, not daring to breathe another

smiling in resignation. She didn't actually get angry. It was

and before she knew it,

ate in the office. Frank didn't

glaring red marks on Harper's neck. The implications were evident, and his gaze turned gloomy as he tentatively asked, "Harper, have things

are you asking like

thought, "I don't feel any improvement, after all, he doesn't love

didn't directly confront her, simply saying, "Just a

could there be any improvement." Harper spoke gently with a fleeting sadness on her face.

phone rang the next second. The phone was on the coffee table, and both she and Frank could see the display name. She frowned

"At the office?"

"Yes."

you getting more

was filled with implications, making Harper uncomfortable

calmly, "I have work to do. Unlike you, even if you don't go to the office, someone else

Martin Group, I'll