Chapter 562
Chapter 562 Episode 090 She is a friend of a Mercenary (2)
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"Let go, let me see."
Looking at Glenn Hutchinson’s increasingly pale face, Flossie Wright’s eyelids flickered. Her unyielding tone always conveyed an undertone of impatience.
This time, Glenn Hutchinson didn’t argue but naturally loosened his grip on her waist.
Immediately, Flossie Wright sharply lifted her hand to unbutton his coat. Her delicate, beautiful fingers, soaked in the rain, deftly undid his buttons within seconds.
However, before she could pull it open, a large hand swiftly grabbed her wrist.
"Out here in the wilderness, is this really appropriate?"
A low, teasing voice spilled from his lips. Glenn Hutchinson lowered his head with a hint of amusement flashing in his deep, dark eyes. Her reflection clearly visible in his gaze.
𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Glancing up, eyes clouded with displeasure, Flossie Wright unintentionally glared at him, wrenched her hand free and said acidly, "Rest assured, I have no interest in you."
With that, Flossie plunged back towards Glenn Hutchinson’s coat. Caught off guard, she forcefully gripped his open collar and yanked it to the side, revealing his blood-stained shirt. Seeing the blood seeping through, it was apparent that his injury was severe. Taken aback, she lightly gripped his collar. However, she quickly let go.
Her exquisite face remained stone cold, her eyes as deep as a serene pond.
"Injuries from the mission?"
Flossie Wright asked nonchalantly, then suddenly took out a small dagger. Swiftly, she tore through his shirt, leaving a gaping hole. She then split his shirt in two.
In an instant, Glenn Hutchinson’s brawny, built chest came into view. The horrifying bloody bandage was an eye sore, half-soaked in blood. It was obvious that the wound was serious.
Without waiting for Glenn Hutchinson’s reply, Flossie raised her head, only to find a subtle smile on his lips, a gentle humor lingering in his eyes.
"What are you laughing at?"
Looking at him strangely, Flossie glanced back down at the wound and felt somewhat uneasy.
She knew that people like Glenn Hutchinson were trained to endure pain. Regardless of how serious the injury was, they would keep a straight face. But for someone like Glenn Hutchinson, who still smiled so heartily despite a severe wound...
She wondered if it had affected his brain.
Glenn Hutchinson didn’t stop her, he simply squinted his eyes, his tone playful. "Don’t you think your actions seem quite like a female hooligan?"
Flossie was taken aback. Then she looked again at Glenn Hutchinson’s exposed chest, examining it closely.
Beyond the glaring bandage, the rest of his chest was a feast to the eyes. The smooth, attractive line of his muscles had no excessive fat. However, a faint scar on his abdomen caught Flossie’s attention.
As Flossie ran her finger over the long, shallow scar, her relaxed brow furrowed again, as if recalling some unpleasant experience.
Meanwhile, watching her every expression, Glenn Hutchinson’s eyes flashed with suspicion.
"Are you interested in this scar?"
Glenn Hutchinson casually asked, but he seemed more solemn than before.
Having some scars from his time in the Forces made sense, but this scar on his abdomen...
— End of Chapter 562 —