The Divorcee Amazed the World

Willis pondered for a moment, “Should I assign a few more bodyguards to protect you? Would four be enough?”

Helena, upon hearing this, found it a bit exaggerated. Four well-dressed bodyguards accompanying her to restore a mural? The idea of such a spectacle gave her a headache.

“Just bring one. I’m going for archaeology, not a battle. Others don’t bring bodyguards, and if I do, it would seem ostentatious and have a negative impact.”

“At least two, taking turns to protect you,” Willis insisted, leaving no room for objections.

Helena compromised, “Alright, two it is.”

Willis picked up his phone and went outside to make arrangements.

Helena shook her head lightly, thinking, “This man, he’s too much, but it feels sweet inside.”

After Willis finished the call and returned to the room, he headed straight to the study. It wasn’t until bedtime that he returned to the bedroom.

His handsome face remained cold and expressionless, without a word, he lifted the blanket and lay down, leaving Helena with a chilly back.

Helena was a bit puzzled for a moment. What was wrong with this man? He was perfectly fine earlier.

Helena approached him, gently rubbing her face against his back, and asked, “What’s wrong?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Willis remained silent.

He felt that he still didn’t hold much weight in her heart compared to ancient paintings. How could she think of leaving for half a month just to restore a few paintings?

Of course, he couldn’t voice such thoughts. Saying it out loud would be too embarrassing and make him appear petty.

After waiting for a while and seeing no response from him, Helena lifted a corner of the blanket, flipped over, and lay opposite him. Propping her chin with her hand, she gazed into his eyes and asked tenderly, “Why so upset?”

Willis stared at her for a while, leaned closer, kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, then turned her face to kiss her lips, his hand slipping inside her clothes…

Helena was stirred by his actions, her heart pounding like a drum.

It was amusing to her how he went through such long words just to express what he wanted. A big man like him was unexpectedly awkward.

After a considerable amount of teasing, Willis finally let her go.

Helena was left feeling weak and exhausted from his playful antics, her legs like willow branches.

Lying on her side, panting lightly, she looked at Willis’s handsome face and thought, “This man, once he gets passionate, it’s really something.”

The next day, early in the morning.

Willis personally drove Helena to the airport.

Just before going through security, he helped her adjust her collar and instructed, “Don’t get too close to those wild men in the archaeological team. Men are all up to no good; if they’re being overly kind to you, it’s because they want to take advantage of you. Don’t eat or drink anything given by strangers. Call me immediately if anything happens, remember?”

Helena felt a bit helpless, but also appreciative. Looking at him, she said, “I remember.”

“Hmm.”

“Goodbye.” Helena waved at him and pulled her suitcase toward the entrance.

After a few steps, Willis’s voice came from behind, “Helena, did you forget something?”

Helena stopped, looked down, and checked-her phone and suitcase were both there. She turned back and said, “Nothing’s missing, I have everything I need.”

“Think carefully again.” Willis’s tone was slightly cold, his posture upright, and his whole aura seemed a bit low.

Helena thought for a while, suddenly smiled, and put down her suitcase. She walked to his side, tiptoed, and planted a firm kiss on his chin, sweetly saying, “Is this good enough?”

Willis responded with a faint acknowledgment, still showing no sign of a smile on his face, which was full of dignity.

Helena gently rubbed his face and said, “Alright, I’m going in now. If I don’t board the plane soon, it will be delayed.”

After saying this, she grabbed her suitcase and swiftly entered the airport.

The two bodyguards followed closely, and as she walked away, Willis’s face became exceptionally somber.