During these few minutes of the confrontation, the thugs were injured, each taking one or two bullets. The bullets did not hit any vital areas, but they bled quite a bit, which significantly reduced their ability to fight.Gwyneth only had a few scrapes. She had gotten them when she was dodging bullets and rubbed against the buildings.Everyone's breathing became visibly heavier, and their movements started to slow down.No matter how remote this place was, some people were passing by the intersection. Everyone stopped to watch them. Such incidents were common in Meflines, but it was the first time they saw three thugs fight a foreign beauty.More people started to gather at the intersection. The sound of gunfire had attracted the attention of nearby patrolling police officers."Stop!" This sudden shout startled Gwyneth and made the thugs panic. It was unknown what they were thinking, but they dared not fire another shot.The gunfight was brought to a halt with the timely arr
Gwyneth looked at the dispirited thugs. She laughed, put the gun back on her waist, and strode out of the police station.Her adrenaline was likely pumping from the gunfight, and her excitement had not gone away. After she stepped out of the police station, she smiled brightly and quickened her step.The sky turned dark after her trip to the police station. The streets had become livelier than before. Meflines had a thriving nightlife. Bars and clubs could be found all over the country. Gwyneth spotted a bar after she passed by a small intersection.She was not fond of the chaotic and noisy nightclubs, nor did she want to be approached by strangers, so she walked into the bar.She heard music playing in the background as she walked into the space. The heavy beats were not too loud. Gwyneth smiled with satisfaction. She ignored the people who were glaring at her and walked right up to the bar counter."Do you know how to mix drinks?"The bartender's eyes lit up at the sigh
Gwyneth had fallen into oblivion from the atmosphere and her emotions, which were being amplified by the alcohol.It was a rare moment of serenity for her. She always gave off the impression that she was confident and in control. She was the only one that understood the burden she had to carry. She had gone against her own family and her father, and everything sounded absurd. It went without saying that the challenges were indescribable.She took advantage of the opportunity. She had enough energy to last a very long time after letting her emotions out tonight.She tossed her coat to the corner of the stage. She wore fitting jeans and an oversized shirt. She did not expose any skin and wore more conservative clothes than anyone else in the room, but she was the sexiest person in the room.The locals were both surprised and delighted to see her. Some people appeared to have just woken up from a dream as they quickly pulled out their phones to begin filming and taking pic
Gwyneth heard Liam's question but had no idea how to answer. What was that question even?Frowning, she turned away to stare blankly for a moment before speaking quietly and shrilly, as if she was still drunk. "I was dancing at the bar… So what?"Her response left Liam's jaw clenching further, but he could not get upset with her.Ultimately, he heaved a feeble sigh and reached out, taking her hand instead of grabbing her wrist."Where are we going—""To the hotel!" Liam answered before Gwyneth could finish, with the sternest tone he ever used around her ever since they met.They walked back to the hotel since the bar was not that far, and Gwyneth slowly sobered up as they did. Once they returned, Liam asked an attendant for something to clear her head and heaved a small sigh of relief as focus returned to her gaze."Are you sober now?" he asked.Gwyneth did not answer. However, she looked a little chagrined right then—she knew what she did and felt awkward right then.Liam
Gwyneth simply did not want to act pretentious—they were married, and anyone would consider it an issue if they could not share a room.After taking turns to shower, they both lay in silence on their respective single beds that were added hastily. Liam actually found legroom scarce on his, and Gwyneth clearly noticed that.Her lips twitched a little before she eventually asked, "Want to trade beds?"She could do that much—especially when it was for her own sake."Just sleep," Liam replied.Neither spoke after that, and the room was once again silent, but Liam's response comforted Gwyneth more than her bed.On the other hand, Liam kept his eyes staring fixedly on the ceiling for the next five minutes, his mind a complete mess.He could not stop himself from thinking about everything that happened to Gwyneth today… Having been encircled by thugs on a narrow alley and facing a close shave with gun violence, fear still lingered in his mind, stuck like a splinter.His fingers tapp
Seized by a foreboding sensation, Gwyneth shared a glance with Liam before undoing her seatbelt. "It's really one thing after another," she grumbled under her breath as she dashed into the cockpit, where she found the pilot leaning to one side. His hands were dangling limply at his sides, away from the controls."Shit…" She swore under her breath as a realization dawned on her.She moved up and saw that he had shot himself in the head, with his gun's barrel still in his mouth.At the same time, the plane descended on a downward spiral through the turbulence.Gritting her teeth, she kicked the pilot's body off the seat right then and grabbed the controls—there was no time to hesitate.On the other hand, Liam grew worried since he heard nothing from the cockpit. He hurried there to find Gwyneth on the pilot's seat, while the man lay dead on the floor.Somehow, Gwyneth looked like she belonged in the seat."Y-You can fly a plane too?'"Now's not the time for flattery, don't y
Though the plains where Gwyneth landed the plane was vast and empty, there were buildings and people living nearby."Thank goodness we didn't land on a deserted island," she giggled to ease her nerves—they barely survived, after all.Liam stared at her in turn, hesitating for a while before reaching out to tuck her hair behind her ear.She did a double take, her body stiffening in reflex although she did not evade his touch.They were close enough to see each other's reflection in the other's eyes."Thank you. I'd be dead if not for you," he said earnestly, still surprised that Gwyneth could pilot a plane.Gwyneth beamed at him in turn and shrugged."I should be thanking you too. That man would've killed me if not for you."And that was the truth—they had each other's backs in that situation, and they would be dead if either of them were not there.Liam's heart skipped a beat, but he said nothing else—remembering this was just enough.Still, he took a step, remembering that s
Gwyneth was actually curious about all novelties, and especially for precious stones like jadeite.She was basically walking circles around every jadeite item on display while Liam patiently followed her, his hands clasped behind his back.Jeremy was thrilled and hovered around Gwyneth as he explained to her the difference and attributes of every jewelry piece, sculpture, and jadeite ore, until she paused in front of a sculpture and stood there for five minutes."You like it?" Liam asked.Gwyneth nodded without even looking at Liam—she was forthright, directly conveying her favor or dislike toward anything and everything, unlike certain individuals. That sort of life would gnaw at her conscience and leave her feeling uncomfortable."In that case, just take it," Liam told her.She certainly noticed that he was pleased to earn her favor like this."Thanks," Gwyneth said without hesitation as she nodded again. The sculpture itself was exquisitely detailed, and as she brushed her fi