Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 395

Eve’s eyes flashed with a hint of resentment after she saw Emmanuel’s

fluctuating expression. She coldly said, “Emmanuel, have you really let go of

your brothers in arms in the Northern Region? Don’t you want to see them

again? Weren’t you the one who valued loyalty and righteousness the most?”

Eve, that’s enough!”

Emmanuel quickly interrupted her. “Just as people cannot come back to life,

there are some things that can’t be undone. I am now just an ordinary person

in Yeringham. I don’t want and don’t have the qualifications to join the

Northern Region again. If you can contact Commander Stevenson, please

thank him for his kindness on my behalf!”

Eve had always been different from ordinary women. She looked at him for a

while but ultimately just hummed in agreement before lowering her head to

continue devouring the bones.

“Oh, by the way! What’s the story behind the scar on your chest?”

Emmanuel’s gaze was sharp. When sho bont down to eat, her collar revealed

a small part of the scar.

Aside from Eve’s ample bosom, he wouldn’t shy away from such matters as a

gynecologist.

After three years of not seeing each other, he noticed a horrifying scar on her

which seemingly spread toward

any other woman being subjected

might have already died!

“Oh, you mean this?”

+

from him. Instead,

and revealed

as bottomless as

nothing significant. I was slashed with

someone! I will definitely

casually, but Emmanuel

her words.

Eve didn’t want to dwell on it,

help feeling a bit

that although she didn’t care

and a nice body that many women

chest was like a crack in a

it’s them! They just crashed into

us!”

angry roar interrupted their conversation. Hermann

room accompanied by

car, they brazenly fled.

throw them in

also shouted and smirked while

commotion caught the attention of many people

was

dressed in black uniforms have

terrorists

“Freeze!”

Emmanuel and Eve in response

his son’s

by Hermann and

had intentionally hit someone with

a threat to

considered an act of terrorism. It was no joking matter,