She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

After eating supper, Hellen returned to her room and washed up before lying on the bed.

Perhaps it was because she hadn’t worked in the funeral home for a long time; she felt uncomfortable today.

Hellen rubbed her lower abdomen, not knowing whether it was because of her job or her current body.

“Baby, Mom and you’ve both worked hard today. You have to be healthy.” Hellen rubbed her belly and said in a low voice.

The next day

Hellen woke up until 10:30 in the morning. She got up, washed up, went downstairs, and had breakfast.

After breakfast, Hellen lay on the sofa, bored.

Usually, she should go and see Moreton and Amy. Still, when she thought that they had just lost their only son and needed the comfort of their relatives, she, a friend who was neither too close nor too far away, had to be taken care of.

Hellen sent a message to Hans.

Hellen: [Did you go see Moreton after you left my house yesterday?]

The message was sent in less than three seconds.

Hans: [Yes, I did. Moreton said Payson’s funeral will be held in Empire Y. He wanted to invite you and me. Still, he decided against it because of your health.]

Hellen let out a sigh.

Hellen: [Got it.]

A few seconds after she put it down, her phone rang again.

Hans: [Are you free today? Don’t you want to thank me for helping you deal with Cara?]

Hellen stared at the screen for a long time before finally typing: [Yes, I am free].

Hans and Hellen decided to meet at 2:30 p. m.

After making the appointment, Hellen switched on her WhatsApp and looked at the [Work Hard for Human Reproduction!] group.

After she sent the information about the interview location last time, everyone replied to her. The interview will be held in a few days.

Tiffany was about to return, so Hellen asked her to stay in the workshop for a while.

Hellen planned before putting down her phone.

After lunch, Hellen returned to her room to rest for a while. It was one o’clock before she got up to dress again. Thinking that she would treat Hans to dinner, she changed into a simple dress.

At half past one, Hellen went out to the Grant Group. As soon as the car left the Jovano mansion, it was surrounded by reporters with cameras!

Hellen stared at the group of reporters, stupefied.

No one dared mess with her after Natalie had been kicked out of Tempe City. “What’s wrong with them?”

When Hellen lowered the window, reporters flooded in.

“Miss Jovano, at 11 o’clock in the morning, the ambassador of Empire Y issued a letter of thanks to you in public. The royal court of Empire Y also expressed their admiration for your professionalism and dedication. What do you think of this matter?”

Hellen was puzzled.

She was completely unaware!

If there were only two reporters, it would be easier for Hellen to deal with them. But many reporters were surrounding the car, and some were taking photos. Hellen lowered the window.

“Sorry, I have something to do now, so it’s inconvenient for me to be interviewed. As for what you said, it’s what every experienced undertaker should do. Could you please make way for me?”

The reporter standing at the head hesitated for a few seconds before replying, “Only a few minutes.”

Hellen looked helplessly at the back of the reporter. “Everyone asks me for a few minutes, which means that I would spend a lot of time together. I really do have something urgent to attend to, sorry.”

The reporters quickly made way for Hellen. Hellen drove all the way to Grant Group. After arriving at Grant Group, Hellen first parked the car and read the news.

Wilson was the Grand Duke of Empire Y, but she had only tidied up Payson’s remains. She didn’t expect that his gratitude would be so grand.

As Hellen read the various reports, her look slowly grew gentle.

Since she started doing live streaming and TV interviews, she has been promoting her occupation as an undertaker. The public profoundly misunderstood this occupation, and she had always wanted to correct it.

There were too many taboos to become an undertaker, and she couldn’t say goodbye to people. Sometimes, she was even unable to shake hands with people. Hellen had even heard that some friends of an undertaker were prohibited from touching their children.

After reading the news, Hellen got out of the car and called Hans.

“I’m here.”

Hans answered quietly, “I’ll pick you up right away.”

After a while, Hans walked out of the Grant Group building, and Hellen looked behind him curiously.

“David didn’t come?”

“I got off work early today. David didn”t,” Hans said lightly.

Hellen clicked her tongue, “Sponge off the laborer.”

There was a smile on Hans’s indifferent face as he looked at Hellen’s car.

“Take my car.”

“Deal!”

The place that Hans took Hellen to was a commercial street.

“Why did you bring me here?”

“There’s still sometime before dinner. I want you to buy something with me.” Hans turned to look at Hellen and said, “Since you’re here to thank me, you won’t refuse, will you?”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Hellen’s mouth twitched slightly. Since Hans had already said so, what else could she say?

The two of them got out of the car. Hans’s appearance quickly attracted the attention of many people on the roadside.

Hellen lowered her eyes and tried to keep her presence as low as possible. She secretly gritted her teeth and hoped that the people around her only treated her as a little assistant.

After Hans got out of the car, he accompanied Hellen to the mall.

Hans lowered his gaze and could see Hellen’s slightly knitted brows. She obviously did not want to accompany him to the mall.

Just that…

Hans’s eyes lingered on Hellen’s face. She had tender white skin, a high nose, and slightly pursed lips. Her lips were pursed so tightly that they were red and attractive.

Hans’s heart skipped a beat.

How annoying.

After the two entered the mall, Hellen held the principle of “repaying the debt of gratitude,” she said. “What do you like? I’ll pay for them.”

Hans glanced at her and said in a flat and mischievous tone, “I think this mall is good.”

Hellen’s face froze, and she sneered, “Hans, don’t ask for too much, or I’ll regret it!”

The two of them began shopping. Hellen pointed at a few men’s clothing stores, but Hans didn’t seem interested. He had an indifferent expression, causing the red-faced and palpitating shop assistants to slowly shut their mouths.

Hellen had no choice but to pull him out.

When they passed by a children’s clothing store, Hans stopped.

Hellen turned and saw that there were quite a lot of babies” clothes and posters in the store. The adorable babies wore all sorts of clothes, all of them like carved little angels.

Hellen was instantly drawn over.

Hans looked down at her and asked, “Shall we go in and take a look?”

Ten minutes later, Hellen bought enough clothes for the baby to wear for a year. It was not until she came out that she realized that when Hans was swiping the card, she was still wondering which color of bib to wear. She was really a little embarrassed.

“Sorry to delay you. I’ll transfer the money to you.”

Hans smiled faintly and said, “There’s no need. Consider it a gift for the baby. It’s good.”

Good?

How?