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

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

Frank.

"Bleurgh. That bastard."

Chaz had gotten to his feet, clutching his chest

stayed on her knees and bawled, his libido

grabbed her by the hair, slamming her face repeatedly on the wall and only stopping when she bled all over and

so, she murmured,

"Did you think I'll spare you because of her? You're too naive, Frank Lawrence! I'll make you wish you were dead. I'll make

White Court Hotel, he found Trevor waiting