Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 699

By the time Jonathan woke up, Sebastian was on the verge of passing out due to the exhaustive training regimes he had to endure.

Although he had his fair share of combat training back in the day, those were nothing as compared to the intensive training the militants had to go through on a daily basis.

In other words, there was no way he could get used to the training regimes of the militants in such a short span of time.

Sebastian was completely drenched in sweat after the hectic session. He lay on the ground and insisted on taking a break.

The platoon leader rushed to his side and ordered, “Hurry up and bring yourself up! We still have ten laps to go!”

Sebastian got himself ready for the worst and asked, “Why don’t you just take me out?”

The platoon leader was rendered speechless by his reply. It was then Jonathan showed up and asked, “How many laps have it been?”

“Twenty!”

“What about the rest of the training regimes?”

“A total of fifty push-ups, thirty minutes of plank, and fifteen sets of burpee!” the platoon leader reported on Sebastian’s progress when he heard Jonathan’s question.

Truth be told, it was considered an impressive feat for an ordinary man. The platoon leader thought the frail-looking young man might not make it through half of the training regime he had devised.

However, Sebastian had accomplished most of the training regimes apart from the thirty laps of run around the field.

Jonathan beckoned the platoon leader to bring the rest of the platoon away with him and leave them alone. He wasn’t particularly irked since he was of the same idea as the platoon leader.

He marched in the direction of Sebastian and remarked, “Can’t you even keep up with an ordinary training regime? What the heck is wrong with Frederick? Has he not taught you the proper way to work out?”

Sebastian brought himself up and yelled, “You are in no position to pick on him!”

Glaring at the man in front of him, he started emanating an intimidating presence, indicating he had been holding a strong grudge against the man.

Jonathan couldn’t stand a youngster asserting dominance over him. In spite of being on the verge of losing his cool, he suppressed the urge to go berserk.

“Since you’re done, just go ahead and finish your breakfast. I have another mission for you once you finish your breakfast.”

Jonathan marched his way through the woods early in the morning. Sebastian thought he had been seeing things and thought the man resembled an honorable figure.

I’m pretty sure it’s my mind messing with me again! There’s no way a murderer is regarded as an honorable man!