The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Even as Whitney stared at Frank like a hungry wolf, she giggled, "Oh, don't be a stranger. Just call me Whitney!" "Whitney!"

"Good!"

Whitney grinned in delight. "I don't mind telling you, but I've been divorced for years and live alone... But my pig farm is making big bucks, so I was thinking about getting a househusband-"

"I would like to farm, Whitney!" Frank quickly brought the conversation back on track as Whitney began to ramble on about her life story.

"Oh, right..." Whitney remembered just then. "But you're so young, and you definitely look like you come from the big city. Why farm? You're not even going to afford your own bills soon!"

"You're right, there's no future in farming." Frank nodded. "But I'm also a researcher from Shagan Agricultural University, and I'm developing high-yield corn and wheat. I'm planning to test the seeds here."

"Oh, I see!" Whitney was even more delighted that Frank was a researcher and quickly led him to the edge of the village to check out the land lots available.

However, Frank was no farmer and noncommittally picked a couple that looked good, telling Whitney, "I'll take those!"

once. "Are you sure? Those lots are different, so you'd

determined. "Well, I've made up

Whitney took Frank to a shack at

were certainly a breath of fresh air. However, the shack that Frank and Whitney were visiting was tiny. It was basically a mudhouse, and the front door was barely standing-it even looked like

palm prints painted red to look like it

just then. "The family used to be quite rich, but the son somehow ended up racking up a huge debt and bailed. His poor father is over eighty, but he couldn't clear the debts even after selling his houses. Even now, those loan sharks keep hounding him every day, and

little indignant at the story.

to pay a debt, but

back if you drive them

those loan sharks

be sure about this,"

really bring you