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.

them down.” “The Snowshade you were

while but eventually shook her head. “I’ve never been to the Southern Sea, let alone provoked some sect–maybe it’s just some hitman.”

then said, “You should come to work tomorrow. My safety would at least be guaranteed with you around,” “Don’t worry,” Frank assured her. “I’m a man of my word–It’s just that there

to help when the Lanes are in trouble.” Vicky pursed

when she suddenly gasped,

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 the poison.” “Oh, just come and see! It hurts!” Vicky snapped in annoyance since he

to take her pulse when she suddenly caught his wrist, and

left flustered

my pulse when my chest hurts?” Vicky smiled. “Feel my heartbeat instead–see where the problem is.‘ Frank realized then

she firmly pulled, knocking him off balance and

just inches between them, and this time, Frank really felt her heartbeat… At the same time, Vicky wrapped her arms around

scent rushing into his nostrils and

not even have the

wide–eye confusion.

you done?” Frank asked,

“Really. There’s no getting one over you, is there?” Frank was speechless. “Do you really have to?” “It’s your fault

die than marry into the Lionheart family.” Frank was actually confused. “Why? Don’t women like you prefer rich heirs like him?” That was

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