She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

The next day.

Because it was the weekend, Hellen had arrived at the United Department long ago.

In the conference room, she and Hans sat side by side.

The project leader of the Grant Group made a suggestion. “The artificial lake we designed is more complicated. There are gas pipes, water pipes, and so on. All of these have been verified with the departments, and then they will change their route.”

Hellen frowned. If there were so many tunnels, changing tunnels would become troublesome.

She thought about it. “Are you sure there are no other tunnels?”

Hans, who was standing by the side, said, “I will check the place out in the afternoon with you. Let’s get to the next step.”

Hellen silently turned to look at him. When had she ever said she was going to personally check the place out?

However, it was necessary to go and have a look.

After the meeting, Hellen returned to her office.

Before long, someone came knocking on the door. Hellen assented, then saw that David Brown was standing in front of the door with a smile on his face.

“Miss Jovano, here are desserts. The old lady heard that you are now in the United Department, so she specially asked someone to make it for you.”

It was from Granny Grant.

Hellen thought for a moment. “Put it down. How has Granny Grant been doing lately?”

She had promised to visit Granny Grant every week, but she hadn’t visited her this week.

David replied respectfully, “She seems to be in good spirits. She hasn’t had any relapse recently.”

“That’s good.”

When David left, Hellen opened the food basket and glanced at it.

These were all her favorite desserts. Granny Grant knew her taste very well.

Hellen was touched. She tasted a piece of pastry, found a drama on the iPad, and sat down in a chair to watch.

the United Department had nothing important to do at the moment.

Hellen narrowed her eyes, looking for a Korean drama series.

After watching two episodes, there was movement at the door again.

Hellen thought it was David. “Come in.”

The door was pushed open and Hans walked in.

Hellen looked up. “Didn’t the meeting just end? Does Mr. Grant have something to do?”

Hans’ voice was calm as he said, “The air conditioner in my office is broken. Lend me some space.”

Broken?

It was summer. Today, the temperature had risen to 86℉. Hellen thought for a moment. “Sit here.”

She got up, gave up her desk, and sat down on the sofa.

In the office, Hellen was watching the teleplay, while Hans was flipping through some documents.

Hellen raised her eyes from the iPad, secretly looking at him.

The man sat upright, with his sleeves slightly rolled up, showing half of his arms.

White shirt, bronze skin, luxurious wristwatch…

All the details showed a sense of nobility.

Seeing that Hans would correct some documents from time to time, Hellen lowered the volume of the iPad.

The scorching afternoon sun shone through the window at the back.

Hellen yawned, and Hans had already gotten up from the office chair.

“Do you have time at noon?”

Hellen said lazily, “What is it?”

“I want to treat you to lunch.”

Hellen wanted to say that there was no need but faced with the official expression on Hans’ face.

Since it was lunchtime anyways, Hellen stood up. “Then let’s go.”

When the two of them came out of the United Department, David was already waiting in front of the door.

Half of the restaurants and hotels in the Weststadt District were closed recently because of reconstruction.

David was driving, while Hans and Hellen were sitting in the back seat.

She glanced at him silently. In the small car, he always gave her the feeling that he could be invaded at any time.

“Where are we going to eat? Is it far away?” Hellen asked half an hour later.

Hans asked, “Hungry?”

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of indulgence.

Hellen pursed her lips. She had probably misheard. “A little.”

“David, how much longer will it take?”

“Mr. Grant, there are still 20 minutes left.”

Hearing the conversation between the two, Hellen frowned slightly. “Just eat whatever.”

The corners of Hans’ mouth twitched slightly for a moment and then he said, “Xeno has been opening a restaurant here recently. He has been wanting to invite someone to try it out and give him some advice.”

Hellen raised her eyebrows slightly, “So it turns out that you want my help.”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Hans laughed and said, “Then I’ll treat you again next time.”

There’s no need!

Hellen narrowed her eyes. Last time at the bar, Xeno helped her and Darcy.

Fine, I’ll go.

Xeno’s restaurant was located in Nangania.

It was a Japanese restaurant. Hellen followed Hans inside. After they sat down and ordered, the atmosphere became much more harmonious.

Hellen had been hungry long ago. Her eyes were focused on eating.

Hans picked up a piece of fish and put it on the small plate in front of her. “Grandma called me today and said she wanted to see you. Didn’t you visit her this week?”

Hellen nodded. “I’ve been quite busy at the end of this month. I almost forgot. I’ll go over in the afternoon.”

Hans replied, “I’ll visit my grandmother in the afternoon. I’ll take you there.”

“No need.” Hellen frowned slightly. “I’ll just drive there myself.”

“Your car is in the United Department. You need to go back to pick it up before you go there. It will waste a lot of time on the way there.” Hans’ face was indifferent. “I am about to go back home to pick up documents, and then I’ll go back to the Weststadt District.”

Hearing that, Hellen didn’t say anything else.

After eating, the two of them walked out side by side.

Xeno was not here, so Hellen told Hans her advice.

When the two of them walked to the door, a young couple who were paying the bill looked over.

As the woman stared at Hans, Hellen could hear a faint gasp from her.

She glanced sideways and sighed silently. When God created people, he might have only pinched Hans for a few years.

He is God’s favorite!

They went out of the restaurant and got in the car.

“Let’s go back.” Hans said to David.

The restaurant was not far from the old house. When the car drove to a small square, David got out of the car and said, “Mr. Grant, I’m going.”

Hellen watched as David walked towards the small plaza. “What is he going to do?”

Hans’ eyes darkened slightly as he said, “Buy chestnuts. Grandma likes a chestnut shop here very much. I’ll bring a share back every time I come back.”

Hellen looked at the small plaza outside. Around the plaza, there were some small shops. The greenery was beautifully made, and there was a very beautiful patch of forest.

She rested her chin on her hand, feeling that this place was a bit familiar as if she had been here before.

After more than ten minutes, David came back with two bags of chestnuts.

A thick fragrance filled the carriage. Hellen’s eyes narrowed. This smell was very fragrant and sweet.

Hans seemed to find that she was listless. He asked for a bag from David and handed it to Hellen.

Hellen accepted it. The surface of the fried chestnut was still slightly sticky. After peeling some chestnuts, her fingers had turned slightly black.

Hellen ate happily. That familiar flavor made her happy.

“Have I eaten this before?” Hellen asked.

Hans’ eyes were deep and probing. “Yes.” The maid said that Hellen often bought chestnuts from this shop.

“No wonder I think this smell is familiar.”

Hellen didn’t think too much about it.