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Chasing After My Wife

Jilyanna's face paled when she saw the man coming out from an expensive car. His face was as handsome as she last remembered but his dark eyes were cold and penetrating. His lips pulled up into a devilish smile making her heart faltered in its beat. "Why don't you return with me my sweet wife?" his voice was husky as he beckoned her to come closer. "I'm not your wife sweetheart. You've mistaken me for someone else." Jilyanna played along but her eyes were scanning her surroundings for possible escape. "You're not? Then give me back my sperm." Jilyanna choked at his words. She did promise him to be his wife, but she didn't want to get married at all. However, she did steal his sperm and it's over a month old.

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GIVING UP HIS LOVE

Major General Calhoun was speechless upon hearing his words. He couldn't understand why he wanted to be announced dead when he was talking with him right this moment.

"Gabriel, what exactly happened?" Major General Calhoun asked in calm manner. He wouldn't just agree to what he wants without knowing the facts.

"Out of thirty-five, I'm the sole survivor. Though I'm able to keep my life, I lost a leg. You don't need a disable person in the military, right? Aside from that, the union who wanted to make peace with us wasn't the same group who ambushed us."

Major General Calhoun sat on his chair once again and rubbed his face. "Why can't you just go back here?"

"I'll help you recover the bodies of the fallen but you have to announce me dead." Gabriel insisted, not giving him the answer that he wanted.

Holding on to the last straw of hope, Major General Calhoun spoke. "Winter remembered you. She's been waiting for you."