The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Sean’s heart skipped a beat.

In reality, he had only heard about the Ichor Pill while having a drink with Tidus yesterday–there were none left aside from the one Gerald consumed.

When he heard Henry was sick, he simply bought some vitamin pills that would not help at all. He disguised them as the Ichor Pills, since the vitamin pills were harmless.

It was his contribution if Henry recovered, while if Henry did not, his time was simply up.

Sean certainly did not expect Frank to say that it was fake directly! Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

However, before he could speak, Gina was already snapping, “Shut up! Are you doubting Mr. Wesley? Do you even know a thing about medicine?!”

Beside her, Peter was glaring at him in contempt. “That’s right. What gives you the right to doubt Mr. Wesley?”

Haha!

Sean was absolutely thrilled–with the Lanes around, he did not even have to come up with an excuse! Frank glared at them in turn. “I won’t waste my breath with you. Right now, I want to save Gramps.‘ However, Peter and Gina were standing in his way, refusing to let him near.

Gina even snorted, “I think you’re trying to kill the old man here.”

Exasperated, Frank turned toward Helen. “Helen, let me help Gramps.”

Helen hesitated for a while and shook her head. “Feed Grandpa the pill, Mom.”

Frank was stunned.

He thought Helen was able to show judgment when push came to shove, or he would not have done his best to support Lane Holdings in the three years he was married to her.

To think that she would rather trust someone else…

“No matter how lacking I’ve been, do you have to doubt me?” he growled.

“I’m just choosing rationally,” Helen replied flatly.

Frank had no choice–Helen was already upset with him after what had happened before.

However, even if he could not say anything, he could not just let Henry die either.

While Gina fed Henry the pill, he angled himself away from Peter and Gina, flicking his fingers to direct his aura into Henry’s chest.

It was a tiny movement that no one noticed.

Henry had a heart condition. Even if Gina gave him a heart attack just now, he just needed to clear his vein blockage.

He had agreed to the old man’s request, after all.

On the other hand, after Gina fed Henry the pill, she turned to Sean. “When will he recover, Mr. Wesley?”

“I–I’m not sure,” Sean replied, scratching his head awkwardly. “In probably less than a day.”

Gina and the rest did not doubt him at all.

However, after Frank shot his aura into Henry, it cleared any vein blockage within fifteen minutes.

He suddenly jolted awake and coughed out a mouthful of blood, leaving everyone pale in shock. “Grandfather!”

“Father…”

‘Are you alright?”

Henry waved them off, while color returned to his cheeks and his heart pumped steadily. “It’s fine. My chest felt stuffy before, but it’s fine after I coughed everything out.”

The nurse promptly checked Henry and found in disbelief that all his symptoms were gone.

“Wow! Mr. Wesley, the Ichor Pill was simply amazing!” Gina exclaimed as she turned toward Sean in delight.

The old man recovered in no time at all after she fed him the pill–it was no exaggeration to call it divine!