The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Zac actually flinched from Marit's eerie smile. "What?!"

"What a fool, Zac..."

Marit kept smiling as she shook her head at him, sighing in disappointment. "But I guess I could tell you something that might cheer you up."

Bursting out in laughter right then, she guffawed so hard that she could cry. "When your wife said that she was going abroad, what she meant was that she was going to have fun with her other lovers, right under your nose! In the hotel you owned, too! Hahaha..."

"What?!" Zac was left stunned in disbelief. “Impossible! Marit isn't like that!"

“I'm sure everyone else here knows about that, don't they?"

Marit simply turned toward some of the younger men among the Turnbulls, and at least five of them hung their heads right then. "What... H-How could you..." Zac was not so stupid that he would not understand.

In fact, he recognized that one of them was his nephew!

Marit even giggled. "Y'know, when I killed her, she had four men on a hotel bed! It was just impressive!"

Zac bellowed in a frenzy and charged toward Marit

stop him.

deftly sprang from the floor and

stop her, but it

laughing maniacally before shouting, "Do you remember the defenseless girl you murdered three years ago at the South

started to swell like a balloon, and Frank only had time to pull Vicky behind

Bang!

flesh shot away at every direction as

even as the shockwave from the explosion sent him slamming into

in the splatter of rotting flesh

sizzle and realized that Marit's body was highly acidic, soon leaving parts of their

enough, but fortunately, it was just painful