The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Vicky was going to take off Frank’s shirt when he caught her, leaving her staring at him inChapter 104 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.

After a while, Vicky stopped out in just a bath towel and sat down on her bed.

“Do you know who poisoned you?” Frank asked just then.

can’t pin them down.” “The Snowshade you were poisoned with

head. “I’ve never been to the Southern Sea,

with you around,” “Don’t worry,” Frank assured her. “I’m a man of my word–It’s just that there were some unexpected complications.” “As in your ex–wife being in

avoided the question. “I owe Henry Lane, and I have to help when the Lanes are in

her hair when she suddenly gasped, “Ah…” “What’s wrong?”

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. It would completely break

her pulse when she suddenly caught his wrist, and

left

my heartbeat instead–see where the problem is.‘

started to turn, but she firmly pulled, knocking

time, Frank really felt her heartbeat… At the same time, Vicky wrapped her arms around his neck

widened, her sweet scent rushing

he did not even have the strength to

wide–eye confusion.

you done?”

one over you, is there?” Frank was speechless. “Do

words. “Don’t mention him–I’d rather die than marry into the Lionheart family.” Frank was actually confused. “Why? Don’t women like you prefer rich heirs like him?” That was why Helen divorced him too–because he was not a rich kid like Sean

eyes flashing in determination. “Am I that type of woman to you? Then let me give it to you straight–I have no intention of becoming some trophy wife in the Lionheart family. I, Vicky Turnbull, can do what you men do as well!” Understanding that she was no doormat down to her very bones, Frank