The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Come on. I'll carry you!" Frank said, dropping to a crouch without hesitation.

"That's no good, right?" Alda complained, but her body was honest as she walked behind Frank and climbed over him. "You're so light!" Frank got up easily.

Alda smiled shyly. "My vitals were sustained solely on IV drips. I naturally lost a few pounds."

Frank smiled but said nothing.

They were soon in front of the cave, and Alda looked around before exclaiming, "This is it! I've been dreaming of this place frequently!" "Have you been here before yourself?" Frank asked in curiosity.

Alda quickly shook her head. "I'd usually be in the office. I wouldn't have the time to play."

Frank was left further puzzled-how could she dream of a place she had never been to and even remember it with such vivid detail?

It seemed that he must go in for a look...

Still, before he stepped inside, Alda stopped him, "Mr. Frankton! Shouldn't we get more people here? I'm still afraid, after all!"

I'm more than just a doctor!" Frank replied

him as she followed, and Frank could see the mural

came to this place, were beaten by the locals, and then assimilated... However, it was a common enough old tale, especially in a historic region like Shagan. As such, Frank

craggy boulder stood there, blocking

because of the climate, making it appear

I'm here," Frank quickly assured her, sensing that she

"Yeah!"

was there to fear when Frank was here with

"Do you remember how

really..." Alda hung her

her stand while

movement from the other side,

meant that the boulder was a door, and he had to find

he scratched it along the cave walls and listened

down and knocked a spot around three feet high.