The Divorcee Amazed the World

One week later.

Helena was in the restoration room, finishing the final touches on an ancient painting in her hands.

Shirley came to Antique Attic with an important matter to discuss with her.

Since Helena couldn’t be disturbed during work, Shirley quietly sat on the first floor, sipping tea, waiting for her to come down.

Busy until noon, Helena descended the stairs.

Shirley greeted her with a smile, “Helena, on behalf of our archaeological team, I’d like to ask for your help.”

Helena raised an eyebrow, “Archaeology? When did you switch jobs?”

“It’s not exactly a switch. We’re still within the same system. I used to work at the museum, my mom arranged it for me. But archaeology is my true passion. I studied tomb structures and mechanical traps abroad.”

Helena slightly smiled, “Which tomb are we talking about?”

“Dragon Mount. We’ve discovered a noble tomb there, and we’re conducting emergency excavations. Inside, there are many precious murals and silk paintings that urgently need restoration. I recommended you to our leader.”

Helena pondered for a moment, “Isn’t Dragon Mount quite far from here?”

“Yes, it’s a bit far, in the northwest region.”

Helena hesitated, “Can’t you send the paintings over here for restoration?”

“Helena, to put it bluntly, we value your rapid memory function. Once the tomb is opened, the silk paintings, when exposed to oxygen, will quickly oxidize and fade. But you can memorize them quickly. Your brain works better than a camera.”

Helena asked, “Have you talked to your brother about this?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve already talked to him.” Shirley firmly held Helena’s hand, speaking earnestly, “Helena, we need you, the country needs you.”

With such a noble reason presented, what else could Helena say?

From childhood to adulthood, she had restored countless ancient books and paintings-some handed down through generations, others unearthed from ancient tombs.

But she had never been down a real tomb pit.

There was a bit of curiosity, so she agreed.

That evening, back home.

Helena entered the bedroom to pack her bags.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

She carefully placed various makeup samples into her cosmetics bag and packed a few changes of clothes.

This time, she would be away for at least ten days to half a month.

When Willis returned from work, he saw Helena packing her suitcase, and his gaze instantly cooled.

He curled his lips, suppressing his emotions, and said, “Helena, if there’s something, say it clearly. Don’t just leave without a word, playing runaway.”

Helena chuckled.

Every time he said something like this, she felt like he cared a lot about her.

Whether it was an illusion or not, being cared for like this felt quite happy.

Helena stood up, walked over to him, and wrapped her arms around his waist. Fluttering her eyelashes, she asked, “Are you really so afraid of me running away from home?”

Willis pinched the soft flesh on her waist, “What do you think?”

Being pinched made Helena a bit ticklish. She laughed, evading his hand, and said, “I’m not running away from home. I’m going to Dragon Mount tomorrow. They’ve excavated a noble tomb from the Warring States period, and some murals and silk paintings need restoration.”

Willis’s expression darkened, “When did your store’s business expand so much?”

“It’s not our store; it’s the archaeological team. Shirley recommended me to their leader.”

Willis’s face became even colder, “Stay away from that infatuated girl Shirley. She keeps causing trouble for you.”

“Don’t say that about her. She’s your little fangirl. Grandpa taught me so much, and it’s only right for me to contribute to future generations. Those murals and silk paintings are cultural treasures left by our ancestors. If they’re not restored, future generations will never see them.”

“There are so many experts in museums for restoration. Why should it be you?” There was a hint of displeasure in Willis’s voice.

He really couldn’t bear to see her go to such a remote place and suffer.

Helena smiled, “I can memorize quickly, work fast, and I’m still young. The older experts will also be transferred eventually. They’re in their fifties, sixties, seventies, or eighties, and they’re full of energy. I’m so young, if I keep dragging my feet, it won’t be convincing.”

Willis didn’t say anything more, released her, walked to the wall, put one hand in his pocket, leaned against the wall, and looked into the dark with an emotionless gaze. He asked without much emotion, “How long will you be gone?”

“About half a month.”

“No, it’s too long. At most, you can only stay for three days.”

Helena looked at him somewhat helplessly, “Mr. Santana, I’ve noticed that you’ve been a bit clingy lately.”

Willis raised his wrist to check the time and said, “Dragon Mount is in a mountain village, right? The environment must be bad, and it’s an ancient tomb. A delicate young girl like you, running into a tomb, mingling with a bunch of wild men, what does that sound like?”

“Shirley will be with me. Although the archaeological team works outdoors, they are not a bunch of wild men.”

Willis looked at his watch, “I’ll accompany you.”

Helena gazed at him, somewhat puzzled.

They had been married for three years, always maintaining a respectful and courteous relationship. The recent divorce incident seemed to have improved their relationship a lot. Their current close and affectionate appearance was like a newlywed couple.

After thinking for a moment, Helena said, “I’m going for work. It can’t be done in just one or two days. At least ten days to half a month. Your work is usually so busy; don’t let me delay your time.”