Helen regretted what she said soon after and switched gears by trying to show concern for Frank. “I mean, I’m just worried about you…‘
“Worried? What for?” Frank asked.
“That those people would trick you,” Helen said, still convinced that Frank was too innocent for the world.
After all, she believed that he had not seen the world outside in the three years that they were married, not knowing that Frank might be more experienced than she was.
Frank laughed confidently in turn. “Thanks for your concern, but that’s not going to happen at the moment.”
When Helen finally brought Frank back to the hilltop mansion at Skywater Bay, Winter was already waiting at the door.
She hurried to him, leaping into his arms when she saw him return. “Welcome back, Frank.”
Seeing her reaction, Frank quickly asked, “What happened?”
“Nothing. I was just getting bored staying home…” Winter shook her head.
Helen alighted just then as well and was surprised to see Winter.
Judging from her youthful appearance, she could not be older than a college student!
Her figure was as great as her pretty face too…
Frowning, Helen asked, “Frank, this is…”
“My sister.” Frank introduced them nonchalantly. “Winter, this is Helen Lane, my ex–wife.” Winter paused for a moment before nodding in greeting. “H–Hello.”
Helen felt embarrassed, though she soon breathed a huge sigh of relief.
She thought Frank was keeping a college girl in his mansion as a lover… it turned out that she was just Frank’s sister.
Carol Zims arrived outside just then. “Welcome back, Mr. Lawrence! Come on, dinner’s ready.” Frank turned toward Helen. “Would you like a quick bite?”
Helen shook her head. “Oh, I’ll pass. I’ll visit again some other time.”
She was not familiar with Winter and Carol, but judging from Carol’s age, she and Winter must be visiting relatives.
She could visit some other day.
Frank did not ask her to stay either and returned into the mansion to have dinner with Winter and Carol.
Winter had been adapting quickly to her new surroundings–she had never lived in a big place like this and cheerfully scrolled through her phone after finishing dinner.
On the other hand, Carol was restless and started cleaning the floor after dinner.
“You don’t have to worry about that, Madam Zims,” Frank told her. “Just leave it to the cleaner,”
Carol quickly waved him off. “I’m just sweeping the floor. Hiring a cleaner for that is a waste of money,”
Frank sighed but held his tongue,
Eventually, Carol was done cleaning the floor, and sat on the couch, idling
It was a place of luxury, but it just did not feel like home.
And with her son abroad under Frank’s care, she was even more careful about not upsetting Frank
Frank could sense her state of mind and sat beside her as he asked, “You’re not used to this place, are you, Madam Zims?”
“Yeah… One easily gets restless at my age,” Carol said gingerly. “Would it be alright if I moved back to my old place after a while?”
Frank thought about it and came up with a compromise. “Why don’t I buy you a store near this area, so you can make a living?”