The Wrong Woman

Nathan had bravely forged a path through bloodshed to fight off their country’s enemies.

Ken recalled that Nathan had fought in the Middle Eastern War and had come to be considered a national hero after he had defeated all his enemies.

How could the fragile woman before them be his wife?

“Don’t worry about it. Nathan Morrison is a fearsome man. No idiot would dare to sell his wife. From what I know, he’s still single.”

Unfazed, Ken reassured his men. “I bet her husband just has the same name as him. Keep calling her husband until he brings 20 million dollars.”

Ken’s men kept trying to contact Nathan.

Devastated, Suzanne slumped into a corner and closed her eyes in despair.

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Some time passed before a deafening boom resounded, shaking the ground.

Suzanne shuddered and opened her eyes.

The men in the room, who had been playing cards while waiting for the money, were alarmed.

Someone from the outside cried anxiously, “We’re in trouble. Someone blasted our gate apart!”

“Blasted?” Ken exclaimed, terrified. “Who did it?”

“I-It’s the military. T-They’ve surrounded us,” the other man replied shakily as he pointed upward. “T- There’re also two military helicopters …”

“You mean the military that fought in the Rugria-Ostait conflict? W-We’re in deep shit!”

Ken yanked Suzanne up and snarled, “Is your husband the leader of the Norvanian military?”

Suzanne nodded weakly. Ken immediately regretted his choice and quickly held her hostage at gunpoint.

Outside, dozens of military vehicles surrounded the building. Hundreds of imposing but calm soldiers stood at attention, armed with the latest weaponry and combat gear.

At the same time, two fighter jets circled above them, and armed snipers kept their guns aimed at their targets.

The grand scene and immense pressure made some of the criminals cower in fear and surrender immediately.

Ken, who held Suzanne hostage, roared, “Let me go, or I’ll kill her!”

A car door somewhere at the back of the military vehicles opened, and a domineering man stepped out.

The rugged yet handsome man wore a black combat suit that made him seem even more powerful.

He had an icy demeanor, which chilled everyone around him.

As soon as Suzanne saw the man, her eyes lit up, and her heart began to pound rapidly.

It was Nathan!

Nathan shot them a piercing look and commanded coldly, “Release her.”

Trembling like a leaf, Ken stammered, “I-I had no idea she’s your wife, General. I-I’ll release her if you let me go.”

Nathan’s icy eyes had never once landed on Suzanne.

Instead, he slowly raised his gun and aimed it at Ken. In a chilling voice, Nathan simply said, “If she dies, so will you. Seven bullets are more than enough to kill you.”