The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Well..."

Frank murmured awkwardly, shooting a glance at Rory as she stood in the distance.

"Hmm...?"

Gene quickly caught his meaning and waved Rory off for her to leave.

A hint of annoyance showed on Rory's face for an instant, and she was staring thoughtfully at Frank even as she headed into her bedroom.

With her gone, Gene asked, "Alright, you can speak freely now, Mr. Lawrence. Does my illness have something to do with Rory?"

Frank nodded slightly. "Actually, I need you to stay calm and listen to what I have to say to you now, Mr. Pearce."

"Tell me." Gene's mood dampened even as he saw the scowl on Frank's face.

Actually, there are three of them, each half a meter long. Once they mature, they will tear a hole

Frank had warned

panicking even though he almost could not, and he seemed to

most, and the fault was not entirely on him-no one could have stayed calm if they knew they had something

He grabbed Frank's arm, his eyes widened in panic. "I've consulted so many doctors, even traditional healers... but none

calm him down

what?!" Gene cried, sweating

fact that Frank was still keeping him on tenterhooks was really

the Chestbursters, there's a chance that more would be implanted into you. Moreover, it must be fed with a specific type

time, but not every time. All you can do is be wary toward the people around you