The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Ms. Turnbull, you're really misunderstanding here." Noel leapt to Frank's defense, seeing that even Don Juan was mentioned. "He's just testing the longevity essence that he'll be using at the farm resort."

"Oh, a massage, was it? Oof, I'm hurting here too! Give me a rub!" Vicky snapped as she planted herself on the couch beside Frank, grabbing his hands and pressing them over her breasts.

Frank promptly withdrew his hands exasperatedly. "What are you doing, Vicky? Quit messing around."

Vicky remained very upset. "What, you are massaging a woman you don't know without a care, but you wouldn't even rub me?!"

"You're not hurt—you don't need it. Also, I'm using this essence for the farm resort and can't afford to waste it." Frank sighed exasperatedly at the heiress behaving like a jealous, petulant child.

"What do you mean I'm not hurt?!" Vicky kept pointing at her chest in frustration. "Here. Internal injury —I'm riddled with holes inside, much more serious than anything she has! Touch me if you don't believe me!"

Vicky even puffed her chest and goaded Frank to do it, which left him in pain.

Ms. Turnbull. Now stop messing around, okay? You have yet to eat since it's early, right? I'll

only

real?" The heiress was suddenly smiling goofily. "Can I

"Of course, what—"

just as he was finished and promptly shook her off, then fled into the kitchen. Hiding was

was soon in her normal mood

whole argument was

soon brought the ladies each a bowl of steaming pasta. While Noel ate hers slowly and paid great attention to how she looked, Vicky did not care for manners

guest here." Frank chuckled in pain. "Is a bowl of

down her fork and patting her belly in satisfaction. "Anything my darling makes is the best. Anyway,