My Dreamy Old Husband

Just as they were about to get to the main point, the chauffeur suddenly spoke up. “Boss, the route up ahead has been blocked off due to the heavy fog, so all outbound vehicles have to change course.”

Quinton’s hand was on Sophia’s safety shorts; he was about to pull them down, but he stiffened upon hearing the chauffeur’s words. Quinton got up a few moments later to put on his combat uniform and picked up his weapon—a large caliber submachine gun. He strapped on a variety of other weapons before he pulled a gas mask over his face.

Right then, Quinton dropped a coat on top of Sophia. He picked her up and helped her into it. “Get out of here through the nearest exit, and keep your guard up.”

She was completely limp like a doll as he held her. Fully dressed for battle with that weighty gas mask on his face, he was armed to the teeth as well. Quinton gazed at Sophia, the latter being near him. She had dressed up nicely, but her pretty face was a mess right now with visible tear streaks on it. He pulled his gas mask off and kissed her deeply. He wanted to hug her, but there was a cold submachine gun between them. Quinton couldn’t put down his gun, but he wanted to hug her as well.

Quinton gently placed Sophia onto the backseat and buckled her seatbelt. The whirring of helicopter blades could be heard above the car as he did so.

Quinton’s expression took an ugly turn, while Sophia’s eyebrows shot up into her hairline. Did someone come to rescue her?

A cold and emotionless male voice then blared from some speakers. “You have been surrounded, Quinton; resistance is futile. We’d advise you to put down your weapons, stop the car, and surrender.”

The voice seemed to come from above them; it was from the helicopter hovering up in the sky. Sophia was delighted since someone had actually come to save her. But then, she thought of something important—the Phantom Wolf had a bomb on him. If he detonated it, everyone in the vicinity would die for certain.

She could feel her own body shaking involuntarily, but she had no way of controlling it. It felt as though her body could not stop doing it.

It was evident that the people surrounding them also knew about the situation of the bomb, for they still hadn’t opened fire yet.

The Phantom Wolf’s car forged ahead. They got out of the nearest exit and made it to the highway, continuing to a village under the cover of the night.

and some fields. From what Sophia could see through the

open field outside

Not only did it have a pool, but it also had a meeting room and

brought along to experiment with around Sophia’s waist. When they boarded the plane,

feet were on the verge of being frozen. She leaned herself against the Phantom Wolf’s shoulder, her arms dangling weakly downward. Occasionally, a hand would brush against the cold and firm surface of his

It was probably the hostages. Mixed among the

if you have the guts to! If we were to face each other in a fight, this old man here will let you have 10 free wins out of

Wolf as well. No wonder the soldiers hadn’t made a move; Mark had been taken as a hostage

protection at the military compound. How did he

his chest. He kept kicking as he hurled his abuse. When he noticed that the woman in Phantom

You craven sc*m, why do you have her with you? If there’s something

Wolf passed Sophia over to another person, the door to the plane’s cargo hold slowly lowered. Now, the cars and the people could be loaded onto

the old man on the shoulder. “I have to thank her for making it possible to capture you, old man. If it hadn’t been for her, I

nonsense are you spouting? Sophia’s not

the military compound; he had only followed Woody out of the compound because Woody was very insistent about seeing the ocean. That was how he ended up being captured by the Phantom Wolf by the

have changed. Speaking of modern technology, I just needed to find an opportunity to implant a listening device under her skin without her knowledge, and

her entire being go cold that instant; it

device under her own skin? Was it during that

wouldn’t have had the chance to that day—it had to be