The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank stared at Helen in disbelief. "Did you just hit me?"

"I."

Helen's palm was shaking as she stared at the palm print she left on Frank's face, her heart aching.

But she could not apologize—instead, she leapt at him as if crazed, pushing him while shielding Chaz even as she bellowed through tears, "That's enough! You killed my grandfather—are you going to kill my fiance too?! Just get out of here! We'll go our separate ways now, and I don't want us to see each other anymore!"

Frank watched her hysterical ravings, his knuckles loosening as he forced a smile. "Helen, you're being threatened by him, aren't you? Just tell me, and I'll handle it. Trust me."

Helen hung her head, avoiding looking him in the eye in fear that she would lose control right then. "No one is threatening me! This is all my decision! Stop fantasizing and leave!"

".I see."

he turned to leave, really giving up just

behind him, Helen fell to her knees as if drained. She was clawing at her face as she sobbed in despair, almost

don't go, Frank. That's not

"Bleurgh. That bastard."

clutching

she stayed on her knees and bawled, his libido doused right then as

eased his swelling spite. He grabbed her by the hair, slamming her face repeatedly on the wall and only stopping when she bled all over and

she

soon grinned savagely as he stared at the direction from which Frank left. "Did you think

White Court Hotel, he found Trevor waiting for