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 last

breathed a sigh of relief—the pain was finally going

and used his fingers to measure the

of place, Vicky quickly asked, “Where will the

beneath

then. Five inches beneath the navel, was that not…?!

she had been educated 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 be treated.

embarrassed that a needle would

other hand, Frank did not care—he had seen everything, so

he inserted the needle before Vicky realized it, and she felt a burst of agony extending across her body. She clenched her teeth and closed her eyes, stiffening like a bowstring as all her internal

withstood the pain using her embarrassment and stopped herself from

one’s Ki was broken up. She was definitely a martial arts prodigy, able

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

Vicky breathed vapors as

honed over a decade had been lost, she felt like all her veins were cleared and finally felt her limbs again.

of the Boltsmacker, she would have no trouble

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

her eyes warm with excitement.

to take back control over her

“Your abilities as

too marvel at your endurance,” Frank replied.

Do you mind leaving

Vicky was still naked, and he had no

left, heading to the

for a while, were delighted

Ms. Turnbull?” Trevor quickly asked.

fine now,” Frank

asked in

downstairs

was no longer bedridden, Walter’s eyes went red, and

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

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