Chapter 5

“Are you done staring?” Yara could not help snapping at Frank, certainly able to see that he was staring fixedly at Vicky.

Even if Frank proved his martial arts prowess, she suspected that he was taking advantage of Vicky, claiming that undressing her was for treatment.

Frank smiled, showing no sign of embarrassment as he said earnestly, “I couldn’t help staring just then. Ms. Turnbull is just that mesmerizing.”

“Haha.” Vicky laughed. “Honest, aren’t you?”

She was actually surprised that Frank would admit to it so boldly, unlike self-proclaimed gentlemen who would never admit to their actions.

Suddenly flashing a vague smile at Frank, she added, “You can look as much as you want if you heal me.”

“You don’t have to. Beautiful things are unforgettable from the very first gaze,” Frank said, shaking his head.

Taking out a needle, his fingers brushed over the smooth skin on her chest, feeling a cool sensation just then.

Vicky gasped and shuddered as he inserted the needle just above her nape.

Then, he took out another needle, brushing past her belly and inserting it beneath her navel.

This continued over the next thirty or so needles, each leaving Vicky reeling with agony.

Her fingers clenched on the sheets as she sweated bullets over her forehead, her chest heaving as her breathing turned ragged.

Frank certainly noticed that through the corner of his eye.

Even though he was married to Helen for three years and lived together, they never consummated.

Moreover, he was in his prime, so he could not help being restless seeing such a ravishing beauty lying naked before him.

Biting his tongue, he dispelled those thoughts with the pain and kept working.

Beside them, Yara kept wiping Vicky’s sweat with a towel.

After a long while, Vicky finally asked through gritted teeth, “How much longer?”

the

was finally going to

fingers to measure the distance to a spot beneath her

out of place, Vicky quickly asked, “Where will the last needle be

inches beneath

fair cheeks flushing just then. Five

with the teachings of multiple cultures, she was conservative in nature—if anything, she was at her limit when Frank asked her to undress to

needle would be

seen everything, so there was nothing out

the needle before Vicky realized it, and she felt a burst of agony extending across her body. She clenched her teeth and closed

withstood the pain using her embarrassment and stopped

surprised to find her showing such incredible endurance—it would hurt when one’s Ki was broken up. She was definitely a martial arts prodigy,

Yara was beside herself with worry, seeing her face contorting. “Are

I’m fine,” Vicky breathed vapors as the pain faded.

physique she honed over a decade had been lost, she felt like all

with Frank’s improved version of the Boltsmacker, she would have no trouble regaining her

on as Vicky raised her hands, exclaiming excitedly, “Do you feel better, Ms. Turnbull?”

eyes warm with

amazing to take back control over her own body!

toward Frank. “Your abilities as a healer are extraordinary, Mr. Lawrence.”

marvel at your

but asked hesitantly, “Actually… Do you

that Vicky was still naked, and he had no reason to stay now

left, heading to the drawing room.

for a while, were delighted to

Trevor quickly

now,”

asked

when Vicky arrived downstairs after

Walter’s eyes went red, and

really recovered, Vicky… Thank goodness!” he cried. “This is wonderful!”

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