My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

hapter 433

Henry, who had been worried about Eve, shouted, “Everyone, stop!”

His usual composure was thrown to the wind, replaced by a father’s desperate cry.

The trainees, who had been relentlessly frog–jumping across the field, crumpled to the ground. Exhaustion clung to them like a second skin.

“Let’s see how you’re going to make me lose money,” Edgar said.

Debra smiled enigmatically, her eyes giving nothing away.

Edgar walked away, and Henry scurried after him.

By nightfall, the intense training had taken its toll. Everyone was too worn out to even lift their forks.

“My legs feel like they’re made of lead.”

“It’s all Debra’s fault. If she had just danced earlier, we wouldn’t be in this

mess.”

the dining hall, but Debra was

be found.

“What’s Edgar playing at? Is he just messing with us, or does

put down his fork and knife and cleared his plate. Tomas shouted

and headed to the

made him turn. Expecting to see Debra, he was met with Freya’s awkward gaze.

none of your business, Oscar replied,

grabbed his arm and persisted, “Are you waiting

“We’re not close. Stay out of

flashed with concem. “We’re neighbors, Oscar. I don’t want you to be deceived. Debra is married and still fooling around. How can you be

up!” Oscar growled, his patience

was the

with a scoff. “I thought Miss Ger most high–minded and

her voice laced with accusation.

a couple?” Debra

“No,” Oscar stated firmly.

a low hiss. “I told you. Edgar can’t have a girlfriend. Stay away from

so rigidly. Does it concern you what he chooses to