Eduardo Tercero stared at her for a minute, his voice cold and without the slightest hint of tenderness, “So, even though White Wolf is married and has children, you are still guilty of loving him?”
Committing barbarities.
Anyone can call her a bitch, but Eduardo Tercero has no right!
When he went on a mission, he was seriously injured in country A. She risked her life to bring him back, but when he woke up the next day, he was hugging Gently and saying that Gently had been taking care of him all night.
Claudius Belles doesn’t want to be mean, much less a jealous woman, but Edward the Third flirts with her and then stays with Gently, and even suspects her of being a mere mediator between him and Gently.
Claudio Belles swallowed, pressed his palms together, looked straight into Eduardo Tercero’s dark eyes, full of anger, and said in a single word: “Even if Esteban Zaragosa is married and has children, even if Esteban Zaragosa does not love me, I will only love Esteban Zaragosa for the rest of my life. Master Ice Blade, now that you have your answer, will you let me go?”
Eduardo Tercero pushed Claudio Belles out of his arms and the latter did not stay still and took a big step backwards.
Eduardo Tercero, with a shiver in his body, strides over to the car and opens the door to get in when the man speaks gravely, “Claudio Belles, the next time we meet, you had better not beg me.”
Claudio Belles smiled fearlessly, “I don’t think we would have met if we weren’t on a mission.”
With long strides, Eduardo Tercero stepped inside, slammed the door shut, and the supercar disappeared from Claudio Belles’ sight in an instant.
Claudio Belles saw the car, already fading to a tiny black dot, and there was a flicker of heat in his eyes.
His heart, too, was made of flesh, and for those hundred days of engagement. The name Eduardo Tercero called every night after sleeping, during those hundred days of engagement, was a woman named Claud.
Later, Claudio Belles learned from a soft-spoken source that Claud was the one thing Eduardo Tercero couldn’t get over in his life.
Look at the women Eduardo Tercero likes, either Claud or Almira, the names are soft and feminine, where he would be a killer femme fatale like her.
…
The black supercar, speeding down the road.
Eduardo Tercero stepped on the gas pedal to the metal and, finally, in a braking, he angrily crashed into a fence, sending the car sprawling across the road.
That woman, who made him angry, who made him miss her, who made him want to get in front of her even when she was all over him and protect her from the rain.
Eduardo Tercero took out his wallet and looked at the photo in it, a photo of a wonderful girl leaning in his arms as soft and docile as a kitten, the face of that girl, the same face of the murderer Claudio Belles.
Ten years ago, knowing it was nothing more than a trap set by his enemies, he walked into it without a second thought.
Ten years ago, she was the Claud that slept in his chest, the cinnabar that was hard to tear from his heart, and the enemy that held a sword of icy snow against his chest to kill him. …
Edward the Third closed his eyes and leaned back in the car seat as scene after scene of pain flashed through his mind.
Ten years ago, he believed in it, but what it brought him was a disaster, the battle of Newdowhai, countless brothers died under the enemy’s weapons …
That night, he lost many brothers and he lost her.
We met again in … the night of East Limburg … but she did not know him at all.
Strangers … each other … may be the best place to start … and the best place to end.
Claud … you never knew … what I had given for you…
Mr. and Mrs. Edward’s chapter is officially open~