Winter Is Over, But That's All

I am the world’s top mercenary, just because of his words.

“The world is too dangerous. I want to give you a home.”

I believed it.

I tried my best to leave the organization and stopped beside him.

Until I heard his conversation with his friend.

“What girlfriend? She is just a bodyguard who can sleep.”

The friend mentioned a name, Serena.

The moment he heard this name, his expression became gentle and his voice softened a little.

“Serena is different. She is the cleanest girl in the world.”

At this moment, my dream seemed to wake up suddenly.

I squinted and called my boss who had been waiting for my return.

“Boss, I accepted the S-level mission you mentioned last time.”

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“You have to think about it. It’s a secret mission and you can’t contact the outside world for a year. Aren’t you in a stable relationship with your fiancé?”

I looked at the man I loved for three years.

He was sitting in the middle of the sofa, playing with the wine glass in his hand, his face still showing the tenderness when he mentioned the name just now.

I spoke softly.

“Well, I’ve thought about it.”

My boss didn’t ask any more questions.

“Okay, get ready. I’ll send a car to pick you up tomorrow night.”

After hanging up the phone, I pushed the door open and walked in.

The moment I walked in, countless teasing eyes fell on me.

“Our Miss Tyne is here? Jeff is really something. A grown man always lets his girlfriend help you drink.”

“She’s not a girlfriend. She’s a fiancée.”

“Yes, yes, Miss Tyne protected you with her life, so our Jeff will naturally pledge his love to her. The bodyguard is in power and her methods are really good.”

These were all Jeff’s good friends and they were also famous second-generation rich people in Linkon. It was not the first time they teased me.

I didn’t bother to pay attention to them, so I walked straight to Jeff and sat down.

Seeing that I didn’t respond, they all looked embarrassed and their teasing words were filled with anger.

“What? Do you really think of yourself as his fiancée? We are talking to you. Can’t you hear us?”

Jeff smiled and handed me a glass of wine, then turned and smiled at the man who had just spoken.

“Can’t wine stop your mouth? This is the savior I called. Don’t let her get angry and run away later.”

He turned his head to look at me, raised his chin at me and motioned me to drink the wine in my hand.

“They just like to joke. Don’t mind it. It’s my birthday today. They toasted me a lot of wine. If you don’t come again, I will be drunk.”

Seeing that I still didn’t speak, Jeff knew that I was unhappy. He turned around and scolded again.

“Say less of this next time. She doesn’t like to hear it.”

Over the years, Jeff often took me to such occasions.

In the past, I always thought that this was a sign of his attention to me and allowed me to integrate into his circle.

But now it seemed that in his eyes, I was just a servant who could resist drinking and a bodyguard who could sleep.

Jeff’s friends curled their lips, but didn’t say anything after all.

Just then, a figure walked in from the door.

She looked a little helpless, holding a gift box tightly in her hand, her fingers were a little white with nervousness and it seemed that it was her first time to come to such a bright and bustling place.

The moment she entered the door, Jeff beside me stood up suddenly, took off his suit jacket and put it on her shoulders.

“What are you doing here? Didn’t I say that I would find you after I finished?”