She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

Having received Lambert’s consent, Hellen did not delay any further.

She tidied up the drawings on the table.

“Let’s go.”

Lambert walked out with his hands clasped behind his back.

After taking two steps, he looked at Hans sitting next to Hellen.

“Hans, go with us. My wife said she wanted you to taste her pastries.”

Hellen was slightly stunned. Before she could react, Hans had already gotten up. It was evident that he wanted to go with them.

Hellen pursed her lips.

“I saw David go out just now. Is there anything else?”

“It’s okay. David got off work in advance,” Hans said lightly.

Tiffany looked suspiciously at Hans, then at Hellen, and suddenly chuckled.

The four went out and took the car that Hellen had driven to Hans’s suburban villa.

Tiffany drove the car while Lambert got into the passenger seat.

The villa was far away from the city, and it would take about an hour to get there.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Hellen and Hans sat in the back seats. Both of them were unusually silent.

Lambert glanced at them through the rearview mirror.

“Hans, the hot spring in your villa is perfect. Have you been to the hot spring yourself?”

Hans’s expression was indifferent.

“I looked it after buying it but haven’t been to the hot spring yet.”

“Why don’t we have a hot spring bath together today? I’ll ask my wife to make a pot of wine, and we can have a good chat,” Lambert said with a smile.

Hans’s gaze swept across Hellen, who was sitting aside.

“It may not be in time.”

After all, Hans had come in Hellen’s car, so he naturally had to go back with her.

Lambert smiled and said nothing.

More than an hour later, the car arrived at the villa’s gate, and Mrs. Thompson was already waiting in front of the villa.

After Hellen got off the car, Mrs. Thompson glanced at her and was obviously shocked.

“The last time you came, your belly was not so big, but it is so obvious this time.”

Hellen laughed. “Right. I’ll be giving birth soon.”

“At a time like this, you need to be careful.” Mrs. Thompson took Hellen by the hand and instructed.

Hellen supported Mrs. Thompson and naturally put her hands on Mrs. Thompson’s wrists as she coquettishly walked into the room.

“Got it.”

Mrs. Thompson chuckled and glanced at Lambert. “I’m delighted you came.”

They entered the room.

Mrs. Thompson invited them to sit down, but Tiffany did not stand on ceremony and sat down on a chair.

Hellen took the opportunity to hold Mrs. Thompson’s hand and speak, felt the pulse, which became increasingly apparent.

Hellen gradually felt relieved. Recently, Mrs. Thompson seemed to be much healthier than before.

It seemed that many of the previous drugs could be reduced.

Some of them could be replaced with medicine that could replenish the body.

After the four chatted for a while, Tiffany was obviously unable to sit still.

Mrs. Thompson could tell.

“Miss Clark, would you like to go for a walk?”

Tiffany’s interest was piqued. “Can I walk around here?”

“All right. There are still many wild hares in the back hill. You can try your luck and see if you can meet them,” Hans said.

Tiffany didn’t expect Hans would respond to her. She looked at him in surprise, but after all, hares were more attractive. She quickly followed the maid out.

Lambert smiled and said to her wife, “There’s still sometime before dinner. Are you tired? Let me help you back to rest for a while.”

“Hellen is here. I feel much better than usual.” Mrs. Thompson laughed.

But Lambert had walked up to her and helped her up.

Mrs. Thompson glanced at Lambert in surprise. They had been married for decades. She suddenly understood when she saw Lambert winking quietly and then looking at Hellen.

After clearing her mind, she felt a little weak.

“Hellen, I suddenly feel a little dizzy. I’m going back to my room to rest. You’re not allowed to leave later. You must stay here for dinner.”

Hellen stood up worriedly. When she felt the pulse just now, she clearly felt that Mrs. Thompson’s condition had been remarkably stable recently. Why did she suddenly become weak?

“Mrs. Thompson, let me help you rest in your room.”

Mrs. Thompson hastily waved her hand, “No need; your teacher is here.”

Seeing Lambert carry Mrs. Thompson back, Hellen looked at Hans.

The two stared at each other. Hans and Hellen were the only ones left in the living room.

Hellen sat there for a while.

After not seeing Lambert for ten minutes, Tiffany returned to catch some hares, causing Hellen to feel slightly embarrassed.

Hans looked at Hellen and said, “It seems Mr. Thompson won’t come back for a while. Why don’t we go out for a walk?”

Hellen thought for a moment. “Fine, but I probably can’t go too far. Take me to the place where you said there are wild hares.”

It just so happened that she could also look for Tiffany, saving her and Hans the embarrassment of being alone.

They went out.

The villa was by mountains and water, and behind it was a mountain road. Fortunately, it was flat, so it was not difficult to walk.

This mountain forest was Hans’s private villa. There were no outsiders. The two walked side by side on the mountain road.

After walking for a distance, they could see some scenery of the villa. The trees on the mountain were lush, and the air was fresh.

Hans asked as he walked.

“There’s news from foreign countries today. Moreton said that the cooperation will continue, and he’s willing to give us another share of the profit than before.”

Hellen frowned slightly. “Give us another share of the profits?”

Initially, Hans had gotten the profit after almost falling out with Moreton. It could be said that the other side had made concessions. This time, he suddenly took the initiative to give his share, which should be for Payson’s sake.

“Have you agreed?” Hellen asked.

“No.” Hans’s face was calm. “The plan I proposed before is actually the most suitable. If Moreton wants to express his gratitude to you, it shouldn’t be related to cooperation.”

Hellen’s gaze warmed. During this contact period with Hans, she knew how deep he was.

But Hellen hadn’t tidied up Payson’s remains for profit, nor did she want to mix in too much money.

Hans actually understood her.

“What Moreton means is that he won’t be able to come back to Country H soon. The death of Payson made him exhausted, and Amy is also sick now,” Hans said slowly, “He asked us to go to Empire Y to sign the contract.”

Hellen said, “This is the most appropriate solution. Moreton and his wife aren’t in the mood to come to Tempe City. Moreover, this place will be a painful memory for them soon.”

However, went abroad–Hellen rubbed her lower abdomen.

Although it wouldn’t take long to sign the contract, in Empire Y, it was a business related to the royal family, after all. There must be a lot of social interactions. It would take at least ten days or half a month to return, and it was inconvenient for her to go there.