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

or Helen, and a single glance already left

personally grew it and brewed it,” Kim said as she served him a

not help exclaiming in praise, “This

surprised as Kim served her one

appreciation and simply nodded in approval as Frank did.

snorted, rolling her eyes. “Ever

left the other day, our dear Ms. White had been either tending meticulously to her

as she shot Liv

the tea talk aside for now,” Frank said, reluctant to let the ladies digress. “I’ll be blunt,

today because your father mentioned you

about to drop a bombshell on

threw her 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