The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank said flatly, “You were poisoned. Yara called me over to help.” Vicky’s heart raced in fear as she remembered what happened, and quickly asked, “Where’s Yara?

“She left, saying there’s something urgent back home. She asked me to stay and take care of you.

Vicky clenched her jaw. “That girl, I swear…” They were fortunate it was Frank who stayed. What would happen if Yara left her with another man, while she was still unconscious?!

Turning back toward Frank with a charming smile, she said, “You didn’t do anything to me, did you?” “No,” Frank replied, shaking his head. “You worry too much.” “Hey now–I’m glad you stayed to take care of me,” Vicky grinned, playfully sliding her pajamas off her shoulder. “I wouldn’t mind if you really want it… Frank rubbed his nose. “The more you do that, the less interested I’d be.” “Honestly… Get out of here,” Vicky snorted, pursing her lips–she had just made the vibe in the room a little playful, and he ruined it right then there.

Romance was really dead!

Frank shrugged and closed the washroom door behind himself.

a bath towel and

who poisoned you?” Frank asked just

have a long list of enemies, and I can’t pin them down.” “The Snowshade you were

never been to the Southern Sea, let alone provoked some sect–maybe it’s

Frank assured her. “I’m a

Lane, and I have to help when the Lanes

hair when she

expression contorting in pain. “Is there still some poison in my veins?” Frank was at once caught in bemusement and disbelief. “That’s impossible–you just took an Ichor Pill.

Frank walked up, ready to take her pulse when she suddenly caught his wrist, and pressed his hand directly