The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Jean Zims and the others had already bought this exact handbag, and Winter had been yearning for it for a while, but she just did not have the money for it.

Frank chuckled. “It’s no problem. While you’re at it, do check out if there are clothes or anything else you need. We can buy everything at once.” Winter quickly threw up her hands. “No, it’s fine. The stuff here is expensive–just a handbag is enough.” She was reluctant to ask Frank to spend too much on her. After all, she knew how difficult it was to make money since she had been helping out at her mother’s snackbar ever since she was a child.

Frank, however, did not seem to mind. “It’s fine–it’s a happy day for me. We’re getting whatever you want.” He was really pleased that Winter was not a golddigger despite being raised in poverty, though one would have Carol Zims to thank for that.

“Oh, I’m really fine! I have clothes and everything I need now–why buy more?” Winter still refused.

was insistent, Frank nodded and headed over to the

was Aria Lond. She was wearing white camisole that bared

turn. “Oh, nothing much–just came to shop with Frank.” Aria grinned. “You mean, a date?” Winter blushed but quickly corrected her. “Hey, stop it.” Aria narrowed her eyes and clicked her tongue. “Out with it—you haven’t been staying at the dorm. Have you moved in with him?” “What, I…” Winter was stumped,

was not about to admit it–Aria was such a loudmouth that everyone would know

Aria quickly caught her cue, and walked up to Frank to wrap her hands around his arm intimately. “Please, Mr. Lawrence. I’m bored shopping alone–why don’t we