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

before him as she followed, and Frank could see the mural paintings

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

craggy boulder stood there, blocking

the climate, making it appear as if it was shedding

here," Frank quickly assured her, sensing that

"Yeah!"

was at once spirited-what was there to fear when Frank was here with

remember how to reach

Alda hung

and let her stand while he

air movement from the other side, which meant there was empty space behind

a door, and he had to find the

scratched it along the cave walls and

knocked a spot around three feet high. And it really sounded