The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Chapter 5

“Are you done staring?” Yara could not help snapping at Frank, certainly able to see that he was staring fixedly at Vicky.

Even if Frank proved his martial arts prowess, she suspected that he was taking advantage of Vicky, claiming that undressing her was for treatment.

Frank smiled, showing no sign of embarrassment as he said earnestly, “I couldn’t help staring just then. Ms. Turnbull is just that mesmerizing.” “Haha.” Vicky laughed. “Honest, aren’t you?” She was actually surprised that Frank would admit to it so boldly, unlike selfproclaimed gentlemen who would never admit to their actions.

Suddenly flashing a vague smile at Frank, she added, “You can look as much as you want if you heal me.” “You don’t have to. Beautiful things are unforgettable from the very first gaze,” Frank said, shaking his head.

Taking out a needle, his fingers brushed over the smooth skin on her chest, feeling a cool sensation just then.

Vicky gasped and shuddered as he inserted the needle just above her nape.

Then, he took out another needle, brushing past her belly and inserting it beneath her navel.

This continued over the next thirty or so needles, each leaving Vicky reeling with agony.

Her fingers clenched on the sheets as she sweated bullets over her forehead, her chest heaving as her breathing turned ragged.

Frank certainly noticed that through the corner of his eye.

Even though he was married to Helen for three years and lived together, they never consummated.

Moreover, he was in his prime, so he could not help being restless seeing such a ravishing beauty lying naked before him.

he dispelled those thoughts

Yara kept wiping Vicky’s

one.” Vicky breathed a sigh of relief—the pain was finally going to be over. “In that case, please hurry.” Frank nodded and used his fingers to measure the distance to a spot beneath her navel… Noticing that something was out of place, Vicky quickly asked, “Where will the last needle be inserted?” “Five inches beneath the navel.” Vicky

she was conservative in nature—if

embarrassed that a needle would

had seen everything, so there was nothing out of line

inserted the needle before Vicky realized it, and she felt a burst of agony extending across her body. She clenched

her embarrassment and stopped herself

showing such incredible endurance—it would hurt when one’s Ki was broken

worry, seeing her face contorting. “Are you alright, Vicky?” “Urgh… I’m fine,” Vicky breathed vapors

been lost, she felt like all

with Frank’s improved version of the Boltsmacker, she would have

her hands, exclaiming excitedly, “Do you feel better, Ms. Turnbull?” “Yeah,” Vicky replied,

amazing to take back control over her own

“Your abilities as a healer are

at your endurance,” Frank

Frank finally remembered that Vicky was still naked, and he had no reason to stay now that she was

and left, heading to

for a while, were

Turnbull?” Trevor

fine now,”

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