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?"

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nothing special about it on the outside, but

"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. The pasta and beef pot roast are the

but said

owner saw them, but instead of welcoming them, he glowered and growled, "What are

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demand they treat customers like

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

owner like that, the food must be

bore with it and said,

owner said and headed to the

while whispering, "That almost killed didn't think that the owner this mean."

why are you

He's still in business even with that platypus-like face.

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