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.

dispelled those thoughts

Yara kept wiping Vicky’s

the distance to a spot beneath her navel… Noticing

she had been educated with the teachings of multiple cultures, she was conservative in nature—if anything, she was

that a needle would be inserted on

hand, Frank did not care—he had seen everything, so there was nothing out of line

body. She clenched her teeth and closed her eyes, stiffening

withstood the pain using her embarrassment and stopped herself from making

when one’s Ki was broken up. She was definitely

face contorting. “Are you alright, Vicky?” “Urgh… I’m fine,”

if the physique she honed over a decade had been lost, she felt

with Frank’s improved version of the Boltsmacker, she would have no trouble regaining her peak form in

exclaiming excitedly, “Do you feel

amazing to take back control over her own

Frank. “Your abilities as a healer are

“I too marvel at your endurance,”

Frank finally remembered that Vicky was still

and left, heading to the

for a while, were delighted to see

Ms. Turnbull?” Trevor

now,”

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