The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

“There’s no need to go that far,” Frank said slowly. “I’ll take your father’s pulse for now.” “Of course…” Kenny replied, and Frank walked up to Jenson, putting his fingers on the latter’s wrist and feeling his pulse.

Soon, his brow furrowed, though he soon relaxed before furrowing his brows again.

The process kept repeating for a long while, until Rolf eventually had enough.

“Are you really taking Uncle Jenson’s pulse, you brat?!” Jenson then assured him, “You have nothing to worry about, Mr. Lawrence. You may speak freely.”

Frank slowly opened his eyes just then, and Kenny quickly asked, “How’s my father, Mr. Lawrence?” “His condition is very serious,” Frank replied. “He has sustained internal injuries from his youth, and he has been indulging in vices such as alcohol and smoking instead of cultivating his health. At seventy, he has basically reached the end of a normal lifespan.” “What?!” Kenny was left thunderstruck and stumbling backward, just as regret seized him. His father had indeed been indulgent, and he thought he should allow his father to be since he was already old.

indulgence was precisely why he could not be

cousin held Frank in such high regard–he was an embarrassment to

he can’t help,” he snorted. “And you didn’t believe me.” Frank shot him a look. “Did I ever say I can’t?” “What?! Mr. Lawrence, are you saying that you can help?” Kenny pressed, his eyes

you have it, but I can’t help you if you don’t.” “O–Of course we have it here!” Kenny exclaimed in delight. “It’s in

real,” Kenny said and turned towards his father. “Dad, I know no one has been able to treat your condition, but why don’t we let Mr. Lawrence try?” Jenson had been staring at Frank for

remained perfectly composed ever since he stepped through the front door, his gaze never

he said, “I can see that you carry