The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank snorted. "Oh, that's not all. I'm tearing down your stall too!"

And with those words, Frank kicked down the stall, knocking over all the beef.

No one felt sorry for the butcher, as they all knew he deserved that much.

And seeing that they were not concerned at all, the butcher realized that he could not stay.

"Just you wait!" he snapped. "This isn't over yet. You'll pay for this!"

And with that, he turned to run, leaving everyone laughing behind him. "Make him pay? How? He's a coward through and through!"

Leaving the market, Meg was pursing her lips as she turned to Frank. "Sorry, you wouldn't have to deal with that if not for my stupid craving."

"Doesn't matter. That man had to be punished for his actions!"

Meg smiled and nodded. "Guess you won't be accepting my apology. So how about lunch instead?"

for Ms. Quill to treat me to a meal. I have

Meg took Frank to a small restaurant. There was nothing special about it on the outside,

up and turned toward Meg, who giggled. "Hehe! I'm not the one who usually pays for meals, but aside from the beef, that homestay owner also told me about this gem only locals know of.

smiled but

the owner saw them, but instead of welcoming them, he

heart skipped a

treat customers

small restaurants like these would not get much business, and with

like that, the food must be heavenly

bore with it and said, "Two pastas

a while," the owner said and headed to the kitchen

almost killed

are

still in business even with that platypus-like face.

mean the food is

loss of what to say