Chapter 838
Chapter 838: Story No. 051 Bard Walker’s Fury (1)_1
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The next day.
Afternoon, three o’clock.
A military Jeep entered through the gate, speeding as if flying past, with the few who felt its passing engulfed in a gust of cold wind like the depth of winter.
The Jeep stopped in front of the cafeteria.
Sitting in the back seat, Flossie Wright touched her nose, braving the icy glare from Bard as she opened the door and got out of the car.
She paused to think.
"Reporting!"
With a proper salute and a confident shout, Flossie stood straight and looked directly at Bard sitting inside the car.
Instantly, Bard furrowed his brows.
Since last night, he had been preoccupied because of this girl.
He had made phone calls to apologize to the allied forces, then explained the situation to the Brigadier, and finally personally dragged Flossie to apologize to the allies...
All the way until now!
Damn it, he hadn’t had a drop of water or a bite to eat, and only now could he catch his breath!
"What else do you want to say?!"
With a cold face, Bard looked at her annoyed, as if talking one more word to her was bothersome.
Standing at attention, back straight, Flossie met his irritated gaze, and declared firmly, "May I have a day off tomorrow!"
Startled, Bard understood her request but took a moment to react.
The driver’s seat.
The soldier driving, listening to Flossie’s request, couldn’t help but snicker.
After just having caused a major incident, Captain Bard had been scurrying around for her, frantic like an ant on a hot pan, and now he was so annoyed with her that it was lucky he didn’t severely punish her right now.
Uh, she’s asking for leave at this moment?
She must be deliberately trying to be disliked!
"What do you need the day off for?!"
Scowling, Bard asked furiously, his eyes like daggers, harshly scanning over Flossie.
Lowering her gaze, with a serious face, Flossie stated, "To play!"
"Pfft."
𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
The soldier driving in front finally couldn’t hold back his laughter.
Adding fuel to the fire!
She’s definitely doing it on purpose!
After a moment, Bard finally exploded, yelling with a coarse voice, "Flossie Wright, are you asking for a beating?!"
This girl... She could drive a person insane!
Flossie looked at him, straightforward.
Letting out a furious curse, Bard threw his water bottle at her.
Without flinching, Flossie’s eyebrows barely furrowed as the empty bottle grazed past her ear, taking a few strands of her hair with it, fluttering lightly.
"Get lost!"
He barked angrily.
Yet Flossie stood there, unmoving, as if she was being deliberately obstinate.
In an instant, Bard’s face turned pitch black.
If she weren’t a woman, he really would like to punch her twice!
Could she please be any less infuriating?!
After a while, Bard, with fists clenched and a darkened face, glared at Flossie, and then abruptly moved, leaning over to close the car door.
A loud sound.
His anger was evident.
The car window still open, Bard’s voice filled with rage was clearly heard by Flossie.
Quickly, the Jeep started and headed straight for the Office Building.
Standing still, Flossie put her hands in her pockets and watched the Jeep drive away into the distance.
However, her previously serious face now revealed a hint of a smile, a bit of amusement, a bit of nonchalance.
Since he hadn’t said no, she took that as a yes.
— End of Chapter 838 —