Chapter 1154
Chapter 1154 Related to Erina Taylor Part 1(4)_1
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Although she hadn’t experienced it herself, Flossie Wright thought about it and found it quite normal.
Ordinary people would definitely go insane if they stayed in that kind of room for ten days.
But even if you survived it and didn’t go crazy, what if you developed some psychological issues?
Flossie Wright nodded her head in acknowledgment, unfazed.
With nothing else to discuss, and since Jessie Grain was extremely sleepy, the conversation did not continue; she turned over, kicked off half the blanket, and continued preparing to sleep.
It took Flossie Wright only a few minutes to finish washing up.
She left the dormitory and headed straight for the training ground, where she ran in an orderly fashion on the empty field.
After running a lap on the familiar field, she suddenly realized something.
Following that realization, the events of the previous night started replaying in her mind, causing her recently calmed emotions to become complicated and anxious once again.
After two laps, Flossie Wright didn’t feel like running anymore, so she went to the training ground.
The nearby streetlights were all on, which was also convenient for the soldiers’ morning and evening training, so there was no issue with visibility.
The training ground had many facilities. Flossie Wright basically only used the 400-meter hurdles and the horizontal bars, but after several back and forths, it was already past five twenty.
The sky was tinged with white, and the light of the world was gradually brightening.
Estimating the time, Flossie Wright prepared to head to the assembly on time, but before she could leave, she saw a figure walking straight towards her.
It was that same army uniform.
The figure was surrounded by a hazy aura, tall and straight, with a stern face that became even more severe as he approached, angering both gods and men with his handsomeness.
With slightly furrowed brows, Flossie Wright didn’t rush to leave; she crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the nearby horizontal bar, waiting for Glenn Hutchinson to approach.
Only when Glenn Hutchinson stopped did Flossie Wright raise her eyebrows and asked in a light tone, "Is something wrong?"
So indifferent, so desolate.
Although it was within expectations, it still gave Glenn Hutchinson a headache.
After thinking for a moment, Glenn Hutchinson asked, "Did you look at the notes?"
"Glanced at them," Flossie Wright casually replied.
"Look at them carefully."
Glenn Hutchinson instructed.
She gave him a sideways glance, remaining silent, neither agreeing aloud nor contradicting him.
That counted as tacit agreement.
Not wanting to have a standoff with her, Glenn Hutchinson cut to the chase, "I’ll take you to the hospital."
Furrowing her brows tightly, Flossie Wright left the horizontal bar and patted her hands, heading towards the field.
"Flossie Wright."
As his deep and magnetic voice reached her ears, her wrist was suddenly seized.
Looking sternly, Flossie Wright raised her hand and drew her military saber, its cold blade pressing close to Glenn Hutchinson’s throat. Glenn Hutchinson looked up, instinctively dodging, but did not expect Flossie Wright to suddenly twist her wrist inward, stabbing fiercely towards the hand Glenn Hutchinson had used to grab her.
Naturally, Glenn Hutchinson let go.
Standing ramrod straight on the spot, Flossie Wright stood at an angle, looking sideways at Glenn Hutchinson, her expression cold and unwelcoming, showing none of the friendly demeanor that had evaporated.
"Glenn Hutchinson, let’s leave the past in the past," she said coolly as she sheathed the saber, "I’m not suitable for you, and I don’t want to be entangled with you anymore."
His hands hanging by his sides, Glenn Hutchinson’s grasp tightened slightly, his face cold as he looked at Flossie Wright and asked deliberately, "Have you thought it through?"
"I have," she said slowly, her words clear.
After thinking for one night, of course she was crystal clear.
Facing Glenn Hutchinson’s feelings, as well as his consideration and care, she had indeed wavered.
It was because of Glenn Hutchinson that she tried to gradually change, to immerse herself in the identity of a soldier, and to try to do her best.
Glenn Hutchinson was changing her.
At the same time, he was diminishing the resentment in her heart.
She couldn’t accept that Glenn Hutchinson’s hands might be stained with her hatred.
She was a normal person with normal feelings of love and hate.
Her tolerance had its limits, and that was to view Glenn Hutchinson as a friend, rather than someone she might frequently argue with in the future.
Moreover, they didn’t understand each other well enough.
She could entrust her life to someone she trusted, but she couldn’t expose the dark side of her heart, laying it bare before someone else.
The one who understood her best in this world was Perry Reed, yet even he did not fully understand her.
Just forget it.
A love that was all-consuming was not suitable for her.
Nor was it suitable for Glenn Hutchinson.
As a soldier, life was already turbulent. Adding a relationship that troubled her would only make her more tired.
It was better to make things clear and free herself from it.
Watching her soberly, Glenn Hutchinson’s eyes held a dangerous glint as he spoke firmly, "Given your performance yesterday, I need a reason."
"Just playing around," Flossie Wright answered decisively.
"Flossie Wright!"
He shouted her name forcefully, unable to restrain the fury inside him.
Just playing around?
Would she die if she didn’t spout nonsense?!
Flossie Wright, of all people, would never be that frivolous!
Schocked by his outburst, Flossie Wright’s grip on her saber tightened, but she maintained a steady voice, "I refuse to answer."
"Then I’ll keep bothering you," Glenn Hutchinson said bluntly.
He could clearly sense that she wasn’t a cold-hearted person; she showed kindness to almost everyone.
she was merciless toward him!
Rather than admitting the truth, she preferred to deceive herself.
"I reject you for the same reason," Flossie Wright replied indifferently, "Captain Hutchinson, if you wish to bother me, feel free. Moreover, I can tell you that in the future I will join the Forces and become your most outstanding soldier."
Watching her calmly, Glenn Hutchinson suddenly laughed, "You are too confident."
"Whether I’m confident or not, we’ll see," Flossie Wright took a step back, her eyebrows raised, a proud smile on her face, "But as for love, I believe the taste of forcing and being forced is unpleasant for both."
"Alright then," Glenn Hutchinson took a step forward, his eyes deep, his voice low but powerful, "I ask you, does that ’same reason’ have to do with Erina Taylor?"
— End of Chapter 1154 —