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.”

dining hall, but Debra was nowhere

be found.

voiced his thoughts. “What’s Edgar playing at? Is he just messing with us,

put down his fork and knife and cleared his plate. Tomas shouted after him, “Hey! Is that all you’re

the time and headed to the practice field.

Debra, he was met with Freya’s awkward gaze. “Are

none of your business, Oscar replied,

his arm and persisted, “Are

hand. “We’re

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

Oscar growled,

was the

Debra strolled over with a scoff. “I thought Miss Ger most high–minded

her voice laced with accusation. “Oscar, you were waiting for

two a

“No,” Oscar stated firmly.

voice a low hiss. “I told you.

rigidly. Does it concern you what he