Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

In the passenger seat, Briar kept her head down, casually straightening her messy collar. But contrary to her calm movements, her face was completely flushed.

In addition to her swollen lips, several conspicuous crimson hickeys were scattered across her neck and

collarbone.

Anyone could tell they were the marks of a passionate encounter.

In contrast, Ashton, who was driving, remained as poised and elegant as ever, apart from a few more wrinkles on his rolled–up sleeves.

No one could tell that just ten minutes ago, Ashton had turned into a ‘ravenous wolf‘, pinning the “weak and helpless” Briar beneath him and doing as he pleased.

Briar gritted her teeth. If it wasn’t so heartless to kill her husband right after getting married, she really wanted to give him a good beating.

Seeing from the corner of his eye that Briar had straightened her clothes and composed herself, Ashton cleared his throat and asked, “Honey, we’ll meet up with Connor in about another 6 miles. Where is he now? Do we need to go pick him up?”

His words were serious, but his tone was cautious and eager to please. It couldn’t be helped; he had gotten carried away and been a little too wild earlier, angering his wife.

If Briar got angry enough to make him kneel outside the door tonight, he would probably be the first miserable man in history to be kicked out on his own wedding night.

Even a man as powerful as Ashton was still afraid of his wife when it mattered.

Briar shot Ashton a glare, clearly still angry. “No need. We’re sharing our location, so he’ll follow behind us.”

That meant her man had likely seen everything when they lingered in front of Nittel Cathedral for so long.

Ashton had completely ruined her powerful and imposing image.

Ashton rubbed his nose, not daring to linger on the dangerous topic. “There are weapons in the box in the back seat. Pick one you like.”

They were going after the real Ben, and with the uncertainty of the situation, they had to bring guns.

Her uncles had prepared the car, so it was no surprise that it was stocked with weapons, given his influence.

enough, saw a long, black leather case under the

and was stunned by the

gourd bombs were the newest type of bomb in the world. Despite their size, they were

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times the explosive force of a

55 vouchert-

get and were rumored to be controlled by only

only instructors and higher–ranking members were issued these bombs. This mission with Ashton was a private operation, so the DDC

turn around. “I

eyebrow in surprise. “When did you have

Ashton was so secretive.

since last night, yet she hadn’t noticed

face, Ashton smiled. “Connor sent

explain how he could gather so many weapons in

neat and

pile of small, gourd–shaped bombs, selected a handgun and three of

and glanced at

propped on the car window. “That’s right. So don’t make me angry. Otherwise, I might just carry a pack of dynamite and

speechless. “Noted. But the 121 Overseas Mercenary Organization is your

Briar went silent.

rearview mirror, his eyes sharpening. “We’re being

cars trailing them from a distance. They kept a large gap, as if trying

that poor, how could they possibly escape Ashton’s

followed less

pulled out a small gourd–shaped bomb and said with a wicked smile, “Honey, how about I

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Briar called him “Honey.” He nodded, his voice

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