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.

was over the age

did not

the only person able to bring her to

she did not like acting like a sycophant,

consideration, she decided

mouth twitched

Mister?

Was he that old?

look that

for some reason, it felt really strange to be called "mister"

old are you?

state her age, she still

deep breath and stated, "I'm only 34!

not considered the prime of a man's life? Was he not at the peak of

the girl call him

career aged his looks, or

him to be so young based

he must have achieved a lot. Nevertheless, she knew just how cunning people

"Craig, then!"

She hurriedly blurted out.

made him feel

visit

he patted the top of

That pat shocked her.

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

to look out of the window

she did not cry easily, she had been crying a lot today as if she

had never thought how upset he would be when a woman cried next to him.

knew to do was to awkwardly hand her a tissue. He wanted to say something but did not know what to say. So, he chose to remain silent lest he put his foot in

time on Hitman Island, but

heart squeezed with pain once

forced into that life. Perhaps he could try to plead mercy on her behalf, even if it meant losing his military ranking. He had

parents would be if they could see

raced through his mind, he asked, "Have you eaten? Do you want to get

I wish to visit my parents as soon as

been waiting for

Before that moment, all she

drove her to the florist, where they bought two bouquets before heading to

had snapped open. Sadness overwhelmed him. How he wished to shout and scream at her to stop crying, but he knew that would be wrong of

have a

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

me if you need

"Okay."

to walk away, far away, so that he could keep an eye on her, but not too

she let go of her

the ground and began to

years she had endured had been the complete opposite of the life her parents had taught her

tried to escape. Regardless, she always failed, and nearly died from the cruel punishments rained down on her for her

parents once more was by staying alive.

I have tried my best. For five whole years, I kept trying. I missed you so very much. Why couldn't you have taken me with you? We could be together in the underworld. We could even

forced those questions out of her throat, only to receive nothing

did not know what it felt like to be upset on another person—no, another woman's—behalf. All he knew was that his

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