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 with the pain and

kept wiping Vicky’s

nodded and used his fingers to measure the

was conservative in nature—if anything, she was

was certainly embarrassed that a needle would

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

a burst of agony extending across her body. She clenched her teeth and closed her eyes, stiffening like a bowstring as all her internal

pain using her embarrassment and

Ki was broken up. She was

beside herself with worry, seeing her face contorting. “Are you alright, Vicky?” “Urgh… I’m fine,” Vicky breathed vapors as the pain

she felt like all her veins were cleared and

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

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

to take back control over her own

turned toward Frank. “Your abilities as a healer are extraordinary,

“I too marvel at your endurance,”

that Vicky was still naked, and he

turned and left, heading

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

Ms. Turnbull?”

fine now,” Frank

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