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,

be found.

thoughts. “What’s Edgar playing at? Is he just messing with

and cleared his plate. Tomas shouted after him, “Hey! Is that all

to the practice field.

shoulder made him turn. Expecting to see Debra, he was met with

of your business, Oscar replied, trying

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

growled,

was the

scoff. “I thought Miss Ger most high–minded and prideful among the

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

two a

“No,” Oscar stated firmly.

a low hiss. “I told

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