The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As Winter stood before the mirror, she kept staring and admiring her own figure.

“Hmm… Not bad at all.” Smiling and nodding in satisfaction, she decided to take the one she tried on.

However, she was about to unhook it when she realized that she was unable to.

She fumbled for the hook, only to realize it was stuck.

She started to panic right then, but the more she struggled, the tighter the bra became.

As she sweated all over her brow, she gently knocked on the door.

“Yeah? What’s up?“” “Uh, Frank…” she murmured softly. “Is the retail assistant still there?” Frank looked around, but the retail assistant was nowhere to be seen. “No. Is there a

another changing cubicle, and she’s still in there.” “What?!”

choice, she asked, “Could I ask you for a favor, Frank?” “Sure,”

come in here for a moment…‘ “What?” Frank was dumbstruck. “I… probably shouldn’t?” Winter’s cheeks were beet red, her voice tiny even as she realized he misunderstood. “That’s not what I mean! My bra hook is stuck and I can’t detach

one was

had nothing on aside from the bra, her fair skin in full view as she hung her head, keeping her arms over her chest as she muttered, “Frank, could you take a look at

it. I’ll help you.” “Okay,” Winter said