The Wrong Woman

After letting go of Sally, the head of the pirate scrambled his way to the speedboat and left.

Sally, on the other hand, went over to Nathan with a hand covering the cut on her neck.

The moment she reached him, she cried, “Nate! Tell your men to fire at the pirate! We can still finish him off since he isn’t far away from the ship! Hurry up!”

Instead of doing as she requested, Nathan pushed her away and pried her hand from her neck to check her injury.

Calmly, he said, “It isn’t that bad. You’ll be fine after some patching up.

Sally was mad at him now. “Shoot the pirate! He’s leaving!”

Turning a deaf ear to her demands, Nathan turned to Cole and said, Patch her up.”

Sally could only watch and stomp her feet in annoyance as the pir and the speedboat vanished into the distance.

When she turned to face Nathan again, she realized that he was already walking back to the cabin with his men.

“Nate, aren’t you going to help me with my wound?” she asked, rushing after him.

“I almost died,” she said with a pout. “I’m still so scared.”

Ignoring her, Nathan strode in the direction of the cabin, with Cole and Lucas following closely behind.

Lucas lowered his voice and asked “General, how should we get rid

of him?”

In an equally hushed voice, Nathan said, “Did you install a tracker on the speedboat?”

“Yes,” said Lucas.

“Have some men follow him,” Nathan said. “We’ll find the pirates’ nest and get rid of them once and for all.

“Yes, sir,” Lucas said as he turned to do what was told.

Sally wasn’t going to give up so soon. She quickened her footsteps to catch up with Nathan, who was deeply frowning.

To Cole, he said, “You take care of her injuries.”

But Cole responded with, “General, you know Ms. Hoffins won’t stop pestering you until you do what she wants.”

Nathan stopped abruptly at those words, which gave Sally just enough time to catch up with him.

She huffed and puffed as she locked her arms around Nathan’s. Tears spilled down her face as she wept. “How could you be so cr to me? Do you want to see me bleed to death?”

Cole hastily explained, “Ms. Hoffins, the general’s time is valuable. has lots of important things to handle, so just let me help you wi your wound.”

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“Get lost!” she told Cole. “I don’t want you to help me. I only want

Nate with me!”

Nathan was speechless at how stubborn she was. In a fit of anger, he grabbed her by the arm and dragged her all the way to the infirmary.

“Fine!” he said, exasperated. “I’ll help you with it!”

Cole sighed as he watched them leave. How unfortunate it was that Nathan had such a troublesome childhood sweetheart!

Ten minutes later, Nathan was done helping Sally bandage her wound. He walked her to the guest room in the cabin to rest.

When he stepped out of her room, he bumped into Oliver. Despite their age difference, they were old friends, so Nathan spared the

formalities when he was around Oliver.

The two of them greeted each other with a nod of the head.

“You’re here,” Nathan said.

Oliver smiled an awkward smile. “Sally insisted that I come.”

Nathan felt a vague headache at the mention of Sally. Coolly, he said, “The way she behaves right now… guess I have you to thank, huh?”,

Oliver frowned in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“She’s spoiled,” Nathan explained. “And it’s because of you.”

Oliver leaned against the wall with a helpless smile plastered on face. “It wasn’t me. My deceased brother and his wife pampered h There was nothing I could do.”

Nathan then leaned against the wall too. He raised his eyes to t ceiling and said, “I’m married now. Do you still like her? If you do, yo should marry her.”

Oliver couldn’t be sure if Nathan was joking, so he said, “I know, but your wife is my ex.

Nathan froze. His face, together with his gaze, darkened at those words.

For some unknown reason, he felt something tug at his heart.

Sensing his silence, Oliver added, “Although I’m not Sally’s real uncle, she and I are still relatives. Besides, you like Sally so much. You’re my best friend. I wouldn’t get into a fight with you just for a woman. I’ve given up on my fantasies.”

He continued, “Sally talked about the entire time she was here in Sunterland. I know she likes you too. That was why I got into a relationship three years ago. She had quite a number of exes, but she was a pretty and sensible woman who was talented in many fields.

“She was the most attractive woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. It never occurred to me that she would become your wife one day.”