"I see..."
Upon hearing Dominic's name, Leo's expression began to darken.
Nadine stepped on the pedal lightly and the car slowly accelerated.
Leo looked out of the window with a gloomy expression.
It had been three years. Was she still unable to move on?
The pain in his heart began to tug at him.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it with trembling hands.
Amid the swirling smoke, he felt as if he had returned to that stormy night three years ago.
That night, he lost a comrade-in-arms who was like an older brother to him.
That night, Sharon cried until she passed out from exhaustion.
That night, he went on a killing spree...
Even the rainfall that night felt like it was stained red...
His comrade-in-arms was Sharon's fiancé.
They could not find Dominic's body on the battlefield. No one knew if he was dead or alive, and thus the case went cold.
Since that day, he had been investigating the mysterious organization that had kidnapped Dominic.
He had finally made some progress after two long years. He found out that it was an underground organization with the codename "Phantom".
Another reason why he had retired from the army was to investigate this organization.
Looking away from the window, he put out his cigarette, and a solemn look reappeared on his face. He said earnestly, "Tell all my subordinates not to leak a word about my whereabouts."
"Yes," Nadine said, driving the car. "But knowing Sharon's skills, I don't think she'll just give up. Now that Dominic is gone, you're the only one that keeps her going..."
"Then don't make her aware of it." Leo interrupted her. "I don't want to get her involved."
They did not speak for the rest of the car ride.
Nadine drove them to a scenic villa, which acted as Leo's temporary residence.
Lydia had only offered to let him stay for the night, for fear that he had nowhere else to go.
Fresh out of a cold shower, he glanced at the bedside.
There was a three-person photo there, one of which was a young man—him from three years ago.
In that photo, he and an older man were smiling widely. The aloof-looking woman in the middle had a faint smile, but her eyes had a hint of mischief in them as she cast a careless glance at him.
Love, it was said, could sprout out of nowhere and grow with each passing day. Where there used to be hatred, there was no more. With love, one could laugh about past grievances and move on.
But the longing for a beloved, separated by death, was not something that could be erased!
Leo let out a quiet sigh. He covered the photo frame, laid on the bed, and spent all night sleepless.
When the first ray of sunlight appeared in the sky, he got up.
He had developed the productive habit of waking up early after five years in the military. After washing up, he went to the yard and did one-handed push-ups.
His posture was rigid and his speed was uniform.
For most people, the more push-ups they did, the more worn out they became.
That was not the case for Leo. The more push-ups he completed, the more relaxed and faster he became.
"998..."
"999..."
"1,000!"
He counted every push-up he did, and when he finished his thousandth push-up, he jumped up from the ground with ease. He was not even gasping for breath.
Without rest, he began to jog around the villa.
This was his daily workout routine.
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Author your story is like a winding road... Why not go straight? To earn more money???fuck!!!...
This author forgot the one of the main character. Where is ledia and her daughter? What happen to ledia? She is pregnant and what happened next?...