Chapter 223

Charlotte remembered her father shouting at her the exact same way Craig did.

Unwittingly, her body froze in fear. By the time she realized what was happening, Craig had slammed the door shut with his leg. He thrust her onto the passenger seat and strapped her in.

"I think we need to have a talk about you and Hitman Island."

Her face went stark white upon hearing that. However, she knew there was no point in keeping it a secret since she had never once thought of running away.

"Fine, but can you take me to my parents first?"

She had been kidnapped soon after her parents' death. For years, she was unable to visit their graves.

After all, they were war heroes, so they were buried in a war grave, a place she could never enter.

She was a stain on their glorious achievements and the lives they have led.

Out of the blue, all of her strength broke before the sight of Craig's uniform.

She did not want this to begin with.

With good grades and great stamina, she wanted to join the military, as her parents wanted her to, or the police force. She had never wanted to walk a path that was the complete opposite of her parents' lives.

If her parents were still alive, they would likely have had a heart attack over the life she led.

She hurriedly turned to look away. Still, he was able to spot the tears streaming down her cheeks. His heart throbbed in pain.

"I'll take you to a florist first. Let us get two bouquets."

"Thank you."

She nodded obediently.

Other than meeting up with Abigail, she had planned to visit her parents' grave while she was in Harrion. This might be her last chance to do so, after all.

Even if she was a stain upon their perfect careers, even if she did not deserve to stand before them, she truly missed them. Oh, how she missed them...

All words left Craig's mind when he saw the look on her face.

"Let me clean up my wound first."

His head was still bleeding. While it looked terrifying, as all head wounds tend to be, it was just a minor injury.

He grabbed the first-aid kit from the back.

Before he could do or say anything, she took it from him.

"Let me."

Contrary to the chill in her voice, her hands were warm and gentle. Her unique and womanly scent filled his nose as she had to lean in close.

He nervously shuffled away from her but froze awkwardly when she said, "Don't move."

Charlotte was focusing her full attention on treating the wound.

How long had it been since she had cleaned and dressed someone else's wounds?

It must have been before her parents passed away.

Craig seemed slightly older than her, but he should be pretty old since he was a Lieutenant Colonel.

he was over

not seem

to

much she did not like acting like a sycophant, she still had

decided

mouth twitched

Mister?

Was he that old?

look that

for some reason, it

are you? 23,

hear him accurately state her age, she still nodded in

stated, "I'm only

life? Was he not at the peak of his

girl call

his looks, or did the

didn't expect him to be so young based

to be a Lieutenant Colonel at just 34 years old, he must have achieved a lot. Nevertheless, she knew just how cunning people like that could be. So, she had to be

"Craig, then!"

She hurriedly blurted out.

feel much better

go visit

top of

That pat shocked her.

was still alive. As such, the gesture made her feel like

swiftly turned to look out of the

she had been crying a lot today as if she

women were made of tears, but he had never thought how upset he would be when a woman cried next to him.

do was to awkwardly hand her a tissue. He wanted to say something but did not know what to

Hitman

with pain once

had only sired one child. Furthermore, she was a victim who was forced into that life. Perhaps he could try to

heartbroken her parents would be if

asked, "Have you eaten? Do you want

to visit my

had been waiting for five

when Interpol would catch up to her? Before that moment, all she wanted to do was stay

to the florist, where they bought

roll uncontrollably down her cheeks like strings of pearls that had snapped open. Sadness overwhelmed him. How he wished to shout and scream

I have a

her eyes swelling from how hard she had been crying. The pleading look in her eyes made it hard for

if

"Okay."

away, far away, so that he could keep an eye on her, but not too close that he would intrude on

let go of

flung herself to the ground and began

the complete opposite of the

tried to rebel against her captors. Over and over again, she tried to escape. Regardless, she always failed, and

could see her parents once more was by staying alive. That was her

best. For five whole years, I kept trying. I missed you so very much. Why couldn't you have taken me with

hard as she forced those questions out of her throat, only to receive nothing but a chilly breeze in

it felt like to be upset on another person—no, another woman's—behalf. All he knew was that his chest hurt a lot, as if someone had just stabbed

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