The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Zac actually flinched from Marit's eerie smile. "What?!"

"What a fool, Zac..."

Marit kept smiling as she shook her head at him, sighing in disappointment. "But I guess I could tell you something that might cheer you up."

Bursting out in laughter right then, she guffawed so hard that she could cry. "When your wife said that she was going abroad, what she meant was that she was going to have fun with her other lovers, right under your nose! In the hotel you owned, too! Hahaha."

"What?!" Zac was left stunned in disbelief. "Impossible! Marit isn't like that!"

"I'm sure everyone else here knows about that, don't they?"

Marit simply turned toward some of the younger men among the Turnbulls, and at least five of them hung their heads right then.

"What. H-How could you." Zac was not so stupid that he would not understand.

In fact, he recognized that one of them was his nephew!

even giggled. "Y'know, when I killed her, she had four men

up!" Zac bellowed in a frenzy and

quickly tried to stop him. "Calm

Marit deftly sprang from the floor and

Frank tried to stop her, but it was already too

girl you murdered three years ago at the South Sea?! That

like a balloon, and Frank only had time to

Bang!

resounding explosion, pungent, rotting flesh shot away at

as the shockwave from

caught in the splatter of rotting flesh and

sizzle and realized that Marit's body was highly acidic,

resounded across the banquet hall soon enough, but fortunately, it was just painful

to Marit—had his limbs completely burned off and his wounds eaten up