She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

Hans’ eyes flashed slightly as he said, “7 o’clock tonight. the United Department is off duty in the afternoon. We can go there directly.”

Hellen said excitedly, “Alright, do you need to prepare a formal dress?”

“Just the formal suit.” Hans stared at Hellen’s little face, which was full of energy. “Don’t your family have conflicts with the Vincent family? In the early days, the Vincent family was Mafia in Italy. Aren’t you afraid?”

The corners of Hellen’s lips twitched. “It’s just a small conflict. It’s just that the rumors outside are a bit too far-fetched.”

Hans raised his lips for a moment and said, “Since I took you there, in return, I want to know what kind of conflict it is.”

Hellen thought for a moment. “There’s nothing that I can’t say. The young master of the Vincent family, Tariq Vincent, once pursued me. The way the people in Italy pursued me was too hot, and he was beaten up by my brother.”

At that time, the Vincent family had just arrived in Tempe City from Italy. Although her brother didn’t hit him too hard, it just so happened that Tariq knocked his head when he fell and almost lost his life.

Hellen explained the matter.

Hans frowned slightly and said, “You almost killed the only son of the Vincent family. Is this a small conflict?”

Hellen smiled brightly. “Right. That was an accidental, after all. Although Vincent’s family holds a grudge against me, we are still in Tempe City. Even if I attend the banquet, they won’t say anything.”

Hans was silent for a few seconds. Sometimes, this woman’s face was still very thick.

Receiving Hellen’s permission, he rose and prepared to leave.

Hellen saw him off. When she reached the door, Hans turned to look at her wrist.

“This bracelet is pretty good.”

“Right. Luz sends it to me.” Hellen said casually.

Hans’s eyes dimmed slightly as he said, “Hellen, Luz Walker is no longer a child.”

“I know, he is a college student.”

For some reason, Hans felt a little suffocated. Did she not understand?

However, the expression on his good-looking face was frank.

…

After spending an entire afternoon in the United Department, Hellen Jovano listened to a few reports and arrived at five o’clock in the afternoon.

She was wearing formal clothes, so there was no need for her to change clothes. When it was time to get off work, she went to Hans’ office.

He was still reviewing a document. “Sit down. Wait for five minutes.”

“It’s okay, I’m not in a hurry.” Hellen sat on the sofa in the office and David brought her tea.

The office was dressed simply. Hellen was drinking tea, and in the hot steam, she couldn’t help looking at Hans.

When the man was serious, there was a hint of coldness in his deep eyes.

Hellen sighs emotionally in her heart. Some people exist probably because of the Creator’s evil intentions towards ordinary people.

During the time she had worked with Hans, Hellen had learned that this man was talented, meticulous, and also resourceful.

The wealth of the Grant family over the past few generations had cultivated his elegant manners.

After seizing all the advantages, he was still very handsome.

In the past, this sort of person would be known as a ruler, but now, he gave others a feeling that there was a chasm between them.

Hellen was momentarily entranced by what she saw. She roughly understood how she had been bewitched in these two years.

If she had not known that Hans was a scumbag, she might have chosen a man like him.

Hellen was lost in thought as she stared at someone when he saw the man being spied on suddenly lift his eyes to look at her.

The teacup in her hand almost trembled and she coughed lightly before shifting her gaze away.

Hans was very punctual. He had just finished reviewing the documents in five minutes. When he looked up, he noticed that Hellen was “scrying” him.

His mood improved for some reason, and there was a faint smile on his lips. “I’ve waited for a long time.”

David walked in from outside the door. “Mr. Grant, the car is ready.”

Hans stood up and said, “Let’s go.”

The Vincent Family held a dinner party in a manor on the outskirts. It was a pure Brock-style building, extremely luxurious.

On the way back, Hans told Hellen about the theme of the banquet.

The young lady of the Vincent family, Doris Vincent, was eighteen years old this year. It could be considered a coming-of-age ceremony.

Hellen didn’t care. “I’m not interested in Miss Vincent. As long as I can see the Master.”

But when the car drove to the manor, she realized that she had been too naive.

The long red carpet made one go numb.

“Is this a dinner party or a show?” She turned to look at Hans and said, “And, is this what you said? Just a formal suit?”

Hans nodded and said, “There’s no rule stating that you have to wear a formal dress. I think you look better than them.”

It was rare to hear such praise from this man. Hellen seemed to have choked on his words.

However, the man had already gotten out of the car. He walked to the other side of the car and gentlemanly opened the door.

Hellen gritted her teeth and got off the carriage, lowering his voice, “If I didn’t know you well, I would have thought that you intentionally made me look like a fool!”

Hans’s icy gaze softened a little when he heard “I know you”.

Hellen put his hand on Hans’s arm and walked forward with him with a faint smile on her face.

Today, she was wearing a black suit. Her tall and slender figure matched well with the elegant and cold man, making them look like a perfect couple.

The media on both sides of the red carpet began discussing in a low voice.

“Is that Hans and Hellen? Didn’t they divorce?”

“It’s them. I just wrote a post about their gossip!”

“Hellen herself is a bit better looking than the mirror. In my opinion, they are better matched, and their statuses are on par with each other.”

When Hellen and Hans stood together, they both had powerful auras, and no one could outshine the other. There was a strange feeling of cooperation.

“I think Hans and Natalie are more like heroes and beauties. Little wives are more romantic. I prefer Natalie’s type,” a male reporter whispered.

The female reporter sneered and said, “You like bitch. You won’t know how you will be betrayed in the future!”

As they discussed in low voices, Hans and Hellen had already entered the manor.

As soon as they entered the manor, a waiter led them into the castle. All of a sudden, all the guests in the main hall turned to look at them.

A strange look flashed across their faces, and then someone greeted them solicitously.

“Hans, long time no see.” Soon, a few men gathered around Hans.

Hellen was also happy to relax, and she took a few steps back.

Not far away, a few women in formal attire gathered.

“Hello, Miss Jovano. I’m Jennie Whyte of the Whyte family.” One of the women was very enthusiastic. “I’ve heard that there’s a young lady in the Jovano family. I’ve always wanted to make friends with you, but I’ve never seen you come out to socialize before.”

“You can’t call her Miss Jovano anymore. I heard that you’re in charge of the Jovano Group now, so you have to call her President Jovano.”NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“Hellen is awesome. Unlike me, I only spend money on shopping and have been scolded by my father a lot of times. He said if had half of Miss Jovano’s ability, he would laugh in his dreams.”

The group of women grinned as they teased, and their words were filled with flattery towards Hellen.

Hellen had a calm smile on her face. She hadn’t attended many banquets, and she was afraid of this!

Surrounded by a few men, Hans swept his eyes over Hellen.

She stood in the crowd with an elegant posture, chattering with her arm held by a woman. She was still neither arrogant nor impetuous, and there was a slight smile on her face.

He couldn’t help laughing in his heart.

Given Hellen’s ostentatious nature, he should be irritated by now, right?