The Return of Special Forces Queen novel Chapter 34

"Enough!" Carter snapped, his face dark. "She is my wife. No matter what, you shouldn't look down on her!"

Especially not after the incredible flying skills she had just displayed right in front of him. His face still burned with the sting of it.

"What is wrong with you? Weren't you the one who looked down on her the most?" Lyle shot back in annoyance. "Didn't you say yourself that she was completely useless? That the only reason you married her was because you were a wreck after Yolande left you?"

Carter was rendered speechless. It was true. Those were the exact words he had vented to his friends during a drunken stupor!

But was Jocelyn really useless?

At the very least, he had never once had to worry about the corporate projects she managed. She had flawlessly tamed an out-of-control horse. And now, she had just flawlessly executed high-difficulty aerial stunts.

Every single revelation felt like a heavy weight pressing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

She was the woman he had been married to for three years, yet suddenly, she felt like a total stranger.

"Alright, let's not ruin our friendship over a woman," one of the others chimed in to keep the peace. "You should head over to the main hall, man. Yolande has been waiting for a while."

Carter nodded and started walking toward the exhibition center.

His mind was a chaotic mess, entirely consumed by the image of Jocelyn piloting that aircraft.

As he passed the Stratus Air booth, Yolande stepped up to greet him. "What's wrong? You don't look so good."

"It's nothing. Just been a little overwhelmed with company business lately," he replied.

"Come sit down and take a break," she offered.

The camera angle was too wide to make out the pilot inside the cockpit.

Yet, an inexplicable intuition told him exactly who was sitting in that seat. It had to be Jocelyn.

Watching the show, Yolande suddenly smirked. "Oh, by the way. When Lyle and the guys came by earlier, they brought up Jocelyn. Apparently, she was bragging that flying a plane isn't a big deal. The arrogance is just unbelievable."

Carter pressed his lips together. His throat felt incredibly tight as he asked, "What if it wasn't arrogance?"

Yolande frowned, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Someone who's never even touched a control yoke saying something like that? If that's not arrogance, what is it? Don't tell me you're actually taking her side?"

"I'm not taking her side. But what if she actually knows how to fly?" Carter said softly.