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Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down novel Chapter 19

Herman dashed over to the dining table and saw the plate of salmon. Looking bleak, he asked, “Mrs. Snider, why did you feed General Snider with this?”

He then whirled around to admonish Karen and Amber, “Don’t the two of you know that General Snider can’t have salmon?”

Looking aggrieved, Karen muttered, “I tried to inform Mrs. Snider just now, but General Snider…”

“Keep the excuses to yourself! The two of you will be punished for the blunder!”

Colors drained from Karen and Amber’s faces at once. As military rules applied to those who worked at the manor too, Karen and Amber knew they would end up being black and blue.

Winona assumed that Matt did not like the taste of salmon, so she was just curious to see whether he would eat it for her. She did not expect he would suffer such a serious allergic reaction to it.

“Herman, this is my fault. Karen and Amber have nothing to do with it,” Winona said.

Herman spoke in a cold tone, “Anyone who violates the military rules has to be punished accordingly. Mrs. Snider, I think you should go and check on General Snider.”

Winona scurried to the bathroom where Matt was vomiting so badly that he was suffering from mild muscular spasms. She crouched down and patted his back soothingly. “Matt, I’m sorry,” she apologized.

After puking everything in his stomach out, Matt dunked his head into a basin filled with cold water. He straightened up several seconds later and wiped his face dry with a towel.

“This isn’t your fault.”

Even after all those years, he still couldn’t conquer the fear.

Winona grabbed one of his arms. “Matt, please tell me what this is all about.”

With a faint smile, he replied, “A salmon bone stuck in my throat when I was a boy. I’ve been traumatized ever since then.”

Winona found it hard to believe a tough man like Matt would be bothered by such a trivial matter. However, there was nothing she could do since he was not ready to tell her the truth.

“Why did you put it into your mouth just now if you can’t have it?”

Matt pulled her to his arms and said, “I will never reject anything from you.”

“If I fed you with poison, would you eat it?” she asked in a throaty voice.

“I would eat it as long as it was from you.”

“Matt, you’re an idiot!”

Winona was surprised to see such a mushy and flirtatious side of him. It was a stark contrast to the domineering and courageous image he usually portrayed.

Smiling craftily, he whispered to her ears, “Let’s not forget that I’m a man who earns a lot. I’m sure you won’t kill me because it won’t do you any good.”

The dreamy feeling Winona was experiencing vanished right away. Chafed by what he said, she pinched his chest and snapped, “Enough of your silly jokes!”

He gasped and fixed her a smoldering gaze. “I’ve told you about my habit of making my enemies have a taste of their own medicine, haven’t I?”

Instinctively, Winona put her hands over her chest protectively. She slowly stepped away from him, but her back soon hit the wall.

Noises that later came from the bathroom suggested that the two were engaged in a steamy session.

“Matt, you’re a prick!”

With a loud thump, both of them fell into the bathtub.

Everyone in the living room appeared awkward. Seeing that, Herman immediately instructed them to get back to work.

Karen asked tentatively, “Mr. Lynch, do we still have to be punished?”

“Go and prepare some fresh clothes for General Snider and Mrs. Snider now!”

Karen and Amber let out a sigh of relief. Without further ado, they headed upstairs to carry out their task.

Herman was on pins and needles. Considering that he spoke to Winona in a slightly harsh tone just now, he couldn’t help worrying whether she would complain to Matt about that.

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