Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 633

The situation felt awfully familiar to Emmanuel.

The nightmare of the Northern Region Wolf Warrior back then was to be

forced to make an unsolvable decision.

If he chose to take the left, the entire Wolf Warrior Unit would be wiped out.

The right, the Northern Region strategy would fail, and he would become an

eternal criminal.

At the time, Emmanuel chose to head right, for he couldn’t let his

brothers–in–arms die before him. This day, he was once again faced with a

once again at a crossroad.

“Come on, give me a kiss, or your wife will die!” the assassin in red said and

brought her lips closer to him.

She had longed to kiss Emmanuel and swore four years ago that she would

make this man hers. However, when she saw Emmanuel’s sorrowful gaze, her

body jolted as if something had pierced her heart.

Emmanuel didn’t kiss her. However, taking advantage of Emmanuel’s

pecked

mercilessly, then

lips were

being mercilessly thrown to the ground,

and blood stains everywhere, the assassin in

worry, I didn’t poison you! It’s so amusing to see a big old

this after being kissed by

up!” Emmanuel did feel his cheeks slightly heating

a witch shameless enough to force a

really won’t say a thing, then!

assassin

up!” Emmanuel threatened her again, his animosity growing

lost all patience at this

wonder if you’re this

in red pouted with feigned anger before finally

direction.

looked toward it at once and thought there indeed seemed

some traces.

next moment, he ran

the assassin

figure. She slumped onto the snowy ground and looked at

red with

up too late, huh? He already has a

in red muttered, then suddenly gritted her teeth fiercely.

have feelings! Damn

be bothered with the assassin

noticed she might differ

members.

Assassins organization was enough

Northern Region