The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

-Frank was bemused even as he strode into the guest room, where Kim was already waiting with Liv Dawson.

Kim appeared especially ethereal with her long, wavy dark hair and white dress, and she was on her feet as soon as she saw Frank. “Mr. Lawrence.”

“How have you been? Have you made a full recovery?” Frank asked politely in turn.

“Yes, all thanks to you, Mr. Lawrence,” she replied.

“Yeah.” Frank nodded, feeling like he had just wasted his breath—he knew Kim’s condition better than Kim herself would.

Not only did he treat her internal injuries, but he also cleared up his meridians so that she would be twice more efficient in cultivation.

Aria, who entered the guest room as well, glanced at Frank in surprise, not expecting him to know medicine.

Still, her attention was quickly drawn to Kim’s guileless divine beauty.

affected by her injury before, she had recovered and regained her

and a single glance already left Aria’s inferiority complex

tea. I personally grew it and brewed it,” Kim said

a sip and could not help exclaiming in praise,

then surprised as Kim

appreciation and simply nodded

it be?” Liv suddenly snorted, rolling her eyes. “Ever

to her tea or smiling stupidly

Kim blushed as she shot Liv

for now,” Frank said, reluctant to let the ladies digress.

because your father

because we’re about to drop a bombshell on you, or you’d still be lying on your back

a soft jab and snapped, “What are you saying? I just wanted to clear up a misunderstanding…” “Sure, sure. Like you’re perfectly pleased to see him being stolen away. And weren’t you so pleased about going free after the Yaffes