Chapter 1890
Chapter 1890: Making Amends with My Life (6)
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From behind, Rowdy Brightwill’s angry voice echoed.
Glenn Hutchinson stopped in his tracks, glimpsing Rowdy’s figure darting out from the side and halted in front of him.
Rowdy Brightwill rushed over, grabbing his collar directly.
"What did you do to Flossie?!"
His young face was filled with fury and displeasure.
Tightening his grip on Hutchinson’s collar, Rowdy seemed almost crazed, veins bulging on his forehead.
Even during the toughest moments of selection and training, he had never shown such a fierce reaction.
Glenn Hutchinson lowered his gaze, his eyes scanning him inch by inch.
Rowdy, however, ignored him, with anger the only thing in his eyes.
He had struggled to convince himself not to do anything, allowing Flossie and Glenn Hutchinson to be together, even suppressing his feelings when witnessing their intimacy.
Flossie was clearly not okay.
Hiding everything, keeping everyone at a distance was something Rowdy had never seen before.
And Flossie started acting like this after interacting with Glenn Hutchinson.
If it’s not Hutchinson’s fault, then whose could it be?!
"Did you bully her?!"
Receiving no answer, Rowdy released his right hand and clenched his fist tightly, his anger intensifying.
Calmly looking at him, Glenn Hutchinson uttered a single word.
The next moment, Rowdy’s fist whipped through the air, violently striking Glenn Hutchinson’s cheek!
An unreserved punch!
An explosion of anger!
Glenn Hutchinson did not resist, standing firmly in place, tasting the blood slowly spreading in his mouth, yet without a trace of anger, instead watching the infuriated Rowdy Brightwill with furrowed brows.
At times, he envied this boy’s simplicity, recklessness.
Rowdy Brightwill, hitting him in the face, gradually regained his calm.
At least, he wasn’t as impulsive as before.
With Glenn Hutchinson’s abilities, avoiding this punch was an easy task.
At the moment, Glenn had taken the punch squarely simply because he chose not to dodge.
Or maybe, something else?
Moments later, Glenn Hutchinson reached out, finger by finger, prying off Rowdy Brightwill’s grip on his collar.
Without saying a word, he sidestepped him.
"What exactly did you do?!"
Feeling anxious, Rowdy Brightwill blocked Glenn Hutchinson once more.
Coldly glancing at him, Glenn Hutchinson responded indifferently, "This is between her and me."
Rowdy Brightwill, eyes blazing red from anger.
If it weren’t for Flossie’s anger, he’d really turn this bastard into a disabled third-tier!
Glenn Hutchinson sidestepped him again.
This time, as Rowdy Brightwill intended to follow him, Dallion Collins and Joshua Bailey stopped him.
Dallion Collins and Joshua Bailey had originally wanted to inquire about Flossie’s situation too, but they didn’t expect Rowdy to beat them to it, witnessing Glenn Hutchinson’s unbelievable willingness to take a punch, leaving them shocked.
Now, their minds finally resuming normal function, they naturally restrain Rowdy.
"Do you know the severity of assaulting a superior?!"
"Why are you interfering in their matters?"
"The captain is eager to dote on Flossie, how could he bully her?"
Joshua Bailey and Dallion Collins each with a sentence, while advising, dragging him towards the dormitory building.
Really couldn’t believe, this kid could be so stubborn!
Rowdy Brightwill couldn’t resist the two, having to be forcibly dragged away.
Half an hour later.
Glenn Hutchinson arrived at the office.
Despite the short distance, if he quickened his pace, he could reach it in under ten minutes.
He intentionally slowed his steps.
Because he didn’t know how to explain, how to retain, how to face...
Finally, upon reaching the doorway, as he pushed the door open, Flossie was about to step out.
Holding a sheet of paper.
Glenn Hutchinson glanced over, seeing only the title, his actions inexplicably stiffening.
Discharge Application.
Four words, wild yet beautiful.
But, she wanted to leave.
Flossie ignored him, intending to pass by him, yet Glenn Hutchinson stepped aside, blocking her path.
𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Blocking her, yet not daring to approach.
"Let’s talk."
His voice very low, blending with deep emotion, Glenn Hutchinson stared intently at her.
"There’s nothing to talk about."
Responding coldly, Flossie refrained from making eye contact.
Now, upon seeing him, she couldn’t suppress the anger in her heart.
She knew not where such emotions emerged.
Perhaps there were many reasons.
His actions, his concealments, perhaps more...
With these emotions, Flossie couldn’t possibly speak calmly with him.
Perhaps, far, far into the future, she could never ensure such calmness.
"I want to make amends."
Not backing down, Glenn Hutchinson hung his head.
Flossie didn’t look at him, as he spoke, a fleeting sadness crossed his eyes.
"With your life as compensation?"
A sarcastic inquiry, Flossie raised her eyes momentarily, her dark pupils sharp as a blade.
So cold, so chilly, so intimidating.
An indescribable hatred welled within, from deep within her eyes forming bit by bit, finally becoming an invisible sharp sword.
Yet the piercing was aimed at her heart.
Even things she had already let go, thanks to the man right before her, once again awakened the hidden deep-seated hatred within.
"As long as you wish."
Meeting her gaze, Glenn Hutchinson spoke each word firmly, brooking no retreat.
As long as she wished.
As long as she desired.
As long as she could find relief.
Any way was fine.
Even, if it meant taking his life.
Fierceness flashed across her brows; Flossie raised a hand, drawing the blood-stained military knife.
— End of Chapter 1890 —