Chapter 225

Helen asked curiously, “Mr. Zimmer, you know Frank?”

“Of course.” Dan smiled. “Mr. Lawrence’s knowledge of medicine is so profound that I can’t begin to describe my admiration.”

Helen was left dumbstruck and leveled a puzzled look at Frank.

His knowledge of medicine was… profound, and even Dan himself admired him?!

How had she been oblivious about that in the three years they were married?

“Are you joking, Mr. Zimmer?” she asked gingerly.

“Haha! I have no reason to do so.” Dan grinned as he stroked his beard. “Remember Lyndon McCoy?

Mr. Lawrence himself treated him when he suffered complications.”

“What?!” Helen was shocked, though she soon remembered the fake Ichor Pill she presented to Lyndon as a gift.

It almost killed Lyndon, and Rocco had Helen captured… though he soon released her.

So it was Frank who saved her?

And seeing Dan’s seriousness, it was clear he was not joking-

It was now not surprising why Dan would ask the reason she divorced Frank before–they were already acquainted.

Just then, Dan said, “Mr. Lawrence, you may rest here as long as you want. I’ll be going now since I have other matters to attend to.”

“Of course.” Frank nodded.

As Dan left and left Helen alone with Frank in the room, she stared fixedly as she said, “I’m sorry. I was wrong about you before.”

“It’s nothing. It’s all in the past, and I didn’t take it to heart anyway,” Frank said nonchalantly.

The way he did not seem to care only left Helen feeling stung.

After so long, she realized that she could not get over Frank He might not have influence or ability, but he was genuinely good to her. (2)

After hesitating for a long while, she began, “Frank, can we The door suddenly opened before she could finish, and Vicky rushed in, asking worriedly,” How are you doing, Frank? Are you hurt?”

She was certainly shocked when she heard that Frank and Rolf were in a huge fight, rushing to Flora Hall right away when she found out that Frank went there.

Frank did a double take but shook his head. “Don’t worry, I’m completely fine.”

Vicky stared pointedly at the bandages on her arm. “Then explain your arm.”

“Mr. Zimmer’s just being paranoid,” Frank replied. “I’m really fine.”

Vicky brushed her fingers over the bandages, pain showing in her eyes. “Does it hurt?”

Frank shook his head. “Not at all.”

Vicky breathed a sigh of relief at that. “You really gave me a scare.”

She did not even look Helen’s way through it all, and Helen definitely felt awkward as she sat beside them.

However, it hurt her more to see Vicky being so worried.

She should be standing where Vicky stood.

But now, she stuck out like a sore thumb, unable to even say a word.

She swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue, instead saying, “Frank, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now.”