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.

thoughts with

kept wiping Vicky’s sweat with

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?”

was conservative in nature—if anything, she was at her limit when Frank asked

that a needle would be inserted

did not care—he had seen everything, so there was

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

pain using her embarrassment

such incredible endurance—it would hurt when one’s Ki was broken up. She was definitely a martial arts prodigy, able to stop herself from

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

been lost, she felt like all her veins were cleared and finally felt her limbs

Boltsmacker, she would have no trouble regaining her peak form in a

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

felt amazing to take back

toward Frank. “Your abilities as a healer are

marvel at your endurance,”

but asked hesitantly, “Actually… Do you mind leaving the room?” Frank finally remembered that Vicky was

left, heading to the

Trevor, who were waiting for a while, were delighted to

Turnbull?” Trevor

fine now,” Frank

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