The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank somehow floored those dozen over men with relative ease without breaking a sweat.

There was no doubt about it—the man was a martial artist!

How unlucky could he be?! Martial artists were far and few between... but he somehow ended up messing with one, and it had to be some backwater bumpkin at that!

Cato certainly knew he had messed up big time now.

At the same time, Frank dropped to a crouch before Cato and grabbed him by the hair, impassive even as he asked, "You were saying you're going to have some fun with my girl, weren't you?"

"Frank!" Helen rolled her eyes in the distance, exasperated.

Was that the only thing Frank heard?

Frank simply ignored her as he flashed a sickly sweet smile at Cato. "So? Are you still going to do it?"

so violently his neck could break,

Frank sighed, his eyes flashing sharply as he suddenly snapped, "I've never even

dare! I'm so sorry! Just let me

you." Frank chuckled, rubbing his

Cato asked quickly and eagerly, seeing

Wham!

a foot on Cato's groin, reducing him

"Argh!!!"

a gutted pig, Frank smiled and nodded in satisfaction. "Well, I

distance, certainly able to see what Frank

Morhen? She had been on the receiving end of such threats often enough—being beautiful was as much a burden as it was

as his face contorted horribly. "Just pray you don't run into me the next time you pull this, or it won't just be your balls,

wanted to snap at Frank, but his