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.

were poisoned with is a specific

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

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 were some unexpected complications.” “As in your ex–wife

have to help when the Lanes are in trouble.”

hair when she suddenly gasped, “Ah…”

her 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. It would completely break the poison.”

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

gulped, left flustered just

“Feel my heartbeat instead–see

she firmly pulled, knocking him off balance and landing on top

and this time, Frank really felt her heartbeat… At

scent rushing into his nostrils and

not even have the strength to

wide–eye confusion.

you done?”

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

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

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