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Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1021
As she heard Prime Minister Welch’s words, Shadow 1 slapped herself on her thigh and laughed mockingly. “I’m sorry, Mr. Welch.”
She had already taken an antidote before coming. Hence, she did not think twice as she smelled the familiar scent earlier on. As such, she had forgotten to remind him to hold his breath.
“Is this a trick of yours?” Prime Minister Welch curled his lips in disdain and his smile turned increasingly cold.
She looked on at him with an innocent expression as she wrinkled her brows. “No; it’s just that I took an antidote before coming here! It’s been three minutes since you inhaled copious amounts of that neurotoxin, so if you don’t find an antidote within the next seven minutes, you’ll drop dead immediately. Not to mention, your death will be quite a gory one!”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryPrime Minister Welch held onto the wall as he proclaimed coolly, “If I can’t make it out of here alive, then I’ll make sure to kill you off the minute before I die.”
Shadow 1 kept her cool as she laughed about the situation. “Ha! A normal person would have been in a paralyzed state within three minutes of inhaling this, but your body’s quite tolerant to it. It’s been more than three minutes and you’re still standing here talking to me!”
Prime Minister Welch smiled coldly as he replied, “Don’t you worry; I’ll definitely stay strong as I can’t bear to leave you by yourself.”
“I sure hope so,” she replied coolly.
On the other side in a darkened underground cellar, the guy sitting comfortably on a black leather sofa gradually opened his eyes. As he lifted his gaze to the clock in front of him, he laughed and said, “If I’m not mistaken, the neurotoxin would have taken effect on the two of them by now. You can go inside in ten minutes to collect their bodies.”
Standing next to him, the person clad in black smiled as he said, “Mr. President, you must be pulling my leg. There might not even be a whole corpse to collect.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryCorey gave a deep chuckle as he heard those words. “That’s true; they might already be blown to smithereens by the bomb.”
“Miss J’Adore probably never expected this even up till the moment of her death,” the person clad in black continued.
Corey curled his lips in disdain and muttered, “J’Adore, this is all your own doing.”
You should have stayed at home and been a homemaker instead of interfering in the affairs of Markovia. You’ve gradually taken control of Markovia over the past three years and although I’m the president, I’m just a puppet. It was fine in the past but I’m ready to take control of Markovia from now on. I won’t allow anyone to come in my way.
As for Shadow 1 and Prime Minister Welch, the former stood by the metal door and observed it carefully before making her way back and sitting down next to him.
He opened and shut his mouth weakly before asking, “Have you figured it out?”
She furrowed her brows as she replied with a deep voice, “This door is operated by an automatic control. It cannot be destroyed by brute force.”
As she said this, she turned to look at him.
Currently, his lips were deathly pale and beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
She knew that the neurotoxin had taken effect.
If they couldn’t get out of here within five minutes, then he would most probably lose his life here.
Meanwhile, Prime Minister Welch’s face took on an impatient expression as he asked quite coldly, “What do you mean by automatic control? So, do you have a plan?”
She stared at him with raised brows. “This is an Italian-made mechanical lock and it’s made by millions of components put together. It’s commonly used in the Markovia military. To be frank, I’ve been taught how to unlock this by my master but I’ve never succeeded at it.”
Her voice was quite cool and nonchalant; it was calm despite the adversities they were facing.
Prime Minister Welch could feel the energy depleting from his body as he stared at the door weakly. With a smile, he said, “That’s fine. At least I have someone to accompany me in death. I won’t be too lonely in hell.”
Upon hearing his words, she gave a light laugh. “Funnily enough, I don’t plan on dying here. Come on; I’ll just wing it and hope for the best.”
“Wing it?” Prime Minister Welch’s voice was surprisingly calm.
“My master told me this before—if someday, my ears and hands can feel the resistance of a single strand of hair, then there won’t be a lock in this world that can hold me.” Shadow 1 mentioned this with an air of nonchalance.
Prime Minister Welch’s face was as pale as a sheet as he pursed his lips and remained silent.
“So, do we wing it?”
“It’s up to you,” he leaned against the wall and mustered his strength to mutter those four words.
“Okay.” She turned around and beamed. At the same time, his enchanting looks were reflected in her eyes.
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She looked up and stared at the lock on the silver door. Then, she leaned close to press her ear against it as her nimble fingers turned the combination lock.
She could hear the clicking sounds of gears and parts that came from within the lock.
As she worked on the lock, she frowned slightly with the clicking sound of the mechanism still resonating close to her ear.
A moment later, she turned her head and glowered up at the man standing behind her, her face devoid of expression as she said, “Shh. Don’t breathe.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryHowever, it was not like Peter could do anything about his erratic breathing—the poison was attacking his nervous system and he panted in an effort to draw in air.
The low sound of his breathing was annoyingly familiar.
Her brows drew together as she turned to clap her hand over his nose and mouth.
Upon feeling the soft touch of her palm against the lower half of his face, Peter opened his eyes.
He did not move as he breathed the scent of her palm, which was strange and familiar at the same time.
He stiffened warily at the touch, but the familiar scent soothed him and his eyes began to close once more.
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryAs silence enveloped them, Shadow 1 took a deep breath and she pressed her ear against the door again. She quickened the pace in which she turned the combination lock.
With a sudden raise of her brow, she stopped turning.
The mechanical clicking could be clearly heard through the door now.
Her palm was growing moist with every passing second. The next step was crucial to the success of this mission. Shadow 1 drew in another breath and with her last ounce of strength, she turned the lock.
The heavy steel door gave a loud whine as it sprang open and her eyes rimmed red as tears of relief threatened to overwhelm her.
The hopelessness she had felt was ebbing away and she stared at the open door like it was her saving grace.
Overwhelmed with joy, she reached out to push the heavy door with tears streaming down her face.
However, when she turned her head, she saw that the man lay motionless by the wall.
His face was pale and all the color had been drained from his thin lips.
Eight minutes had passed since he was first exposed to the neurotoxin.
Shadow 1 found herself in a dilemma and she was seized with a sudden surge of desperation. On one hand, he would die if she left him here while on the other, he would only slow her down if she saved him.
An explosion went off behind her as the earth-shattering boom snapped her out of her thoughts.
She rushed out the door on instinct, but the weight that tugged on her arm reminded her of the man she was leaving behind.
Gritting her teeth, she made the decision to turn around and save him. She knelt down next to his unmoving body and began to drag him up to his feet.
The explosions did not stop and the loud booms echoed around her as she felt Ebony Town quake beneath her.
At the final moment, just as Ebony Town was crashing down over them, her gaze darkened and she pushed the man out the door.
She could have left him behind to be crushed under rubble like the merciless assassin she was supposed to be. She thought about all the lives she had taken, the blood on her hands—why did her heart wrench at the sight of man lying motionless on the ground? Why did she go back for him?
A pang of self-loathe and grief gripped her when she realized that she felt sorry for a stranger.
The sound of explosions rattled her bones and she watched in silence as bright, orange flames engulfed the remainder of Ebony Tower.
Meanwhile, in a basement that was painted in black, a man dressed in a black shirt stepped forward. He sounded out of breath as he greeted, “Mr. President.”
“How did it go?” The President asked as he rose from his seat, a look of anticipation lighting up his face.
“The news just came—Ebony Town has been detonated and there has been no sighting of Shadow 1 or Peter Welch. They must have perished along with the building.”
The man who stood on the dais burst into laughter at the report. “Wonderful!”
The most powerful man in Asia, Mason Lowry, also known as Peter Welch, Prime Minister of Hawke Kingdom, perished alongside J’adore, the world’s foremost assassin and the head of the MX!
He could only imagine how the world would burst into an uproar once the groundbreaking news broke out.
Straight to the point was that those two legendary figures had died in his hands!
He guffawed. Now that he had gotten rid of both of them, he could easily take over Markovia and the hamlet that was Hawke Kingdom.
A greedy and ambitious sneer twisted the President’s effable face as he ordered, “Quickly arrange for a meeting as soon as possible to make an internal announcement on J’Adore’s death.”
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“Remember your script—J’adore failed to assassinate Peter and triggered the self-destruct mechanism in Ebony Town, which caused both of them to perish.”
“Yes, sir!”
“And…” The President trailed off. Then, he chuckled darkly as he continued. “Don’t let news about J’Adore’s death be out just yet.”
“Yes, Mr. President,” the man in the black shirt said before he bowed and left the basement.
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryThe President’s eyes turned into crescents as he grinned deviously. He had never felt this much satisfaction before .
It was night time when Shadow 1 opened her eyes and was greeted by the darkness outside. She did not know how much time had passed, but based on her estimation, it was probably the night after she escaped from Ebony Town.
She reached a hand out and began to feel around her in the darkness.
When her fingers brushed against a cold and stiff body, her eyes widened in shock as she called out, “Mr. Peter.”
“Mr. Peter…”
“Peter.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel Query“Peter!!!”
He did not respond to a single one of her cries and Shadow 1 was beginning to wonder if he was dead.
In order to confirm her suspicions, she ran her fingers down his arm and found his pulse—it may be weak, but at least it was there. Perhaps his body has gone into shock! For him to survive the neurotoxin is another feat!
A look of disbelief flashed across her features. Anyone else would have succumbed to the neurotoxin, which meant that either Peter was really fortunate or he had nine lives to spare.
She snapped out of her thoughts and shifted slightly as she tried to search for her phone, but she could not move. The lower half of the man’s body was weighing down on hers and held her in place.
“Sh*t!” she cursed aloud in frustration.
The only time she was ever in a position like this was with Mason and no one else; the intimacy was making her skin crawl.
Shadow 1 muttered a string of curses under her breath as resentment sank on her.
After shifting under his weight for ten minutes, Shadow 1 let out a breath of relief when her fingers finally curled around the edges of her phone.
She tried to send an outgoing text, but her screen did not respond no matter how many times she pressed the ‘send’ button.
In a fit of resignation, she switched on the torch on her phone.
Under the weak lighting, she could finally catch a glimpse of Peter’s face.
He pursed his lips and his brows were drawn together in pain. He looked as though he was in agony.
“Are you dead?” She reached up and patted his chiseled face. “If you aren’t, try to stay awake.”
After all, those who went into shock could easily fall unconscious and it would not take long before their bodies gave up on them. If Peter died, it would mean that Shadow 1 would have nothing but a corpse for company. Once the corpse began to decompose, it would only attract flies and maggots. The idea disgusted her so much that she shuddered and goosebumps were seen along her skin.
With a newfound sense of urgency, she summoned strength and patted his face with more force. “Hey, wake up! I don’t want to spend the night with a corpse!”
Currently, Lara was waiting for news at the MX’s base in Markovia.
Although it was only 9:00PM, she could not help but worry incessantly.
While Janet had told Lara to get help only if there was no contact by six o’clock the following morning, there was still an uneasy feeling that gnawed at her.
Why do I keep feeling as if there’s something off about all of this?
At that moment, there was an uproar that sounded from outside the base as someone asked loudly, “Did you hear about what happened at Ebony Town?”
“Ebony Town? Isn’t that the President’s territory? What could go wrong there?”
“I don’t know, but I was passing by when I was on a mission just now. I saw that it was in flames.”
“What? Was there a fire? What’s going on? It couldn’t have just burst into flames!”
“I don’t know. I heard explosions too. It’s way too bizarre—and the fire was still ongoing when I came back from the mission!”
“Explosions? How did it get serious all of a sudden?”
“Oh, my God! Do you think the President knows about this?”
“Of course he doesn’t know about it! If he does, he would have sent someone to extinguish the fire!”
“True. I don’t know what happened—Ebony Town seemed fine before it exploded into flames.”
The moment Lara heard all that, she abruptly rose from her seat and rushed out of the door.
When the others saw her, they nodded their heads and greeted, “Lara.”
Lara’s eyes were wide and she froze for a moment before demanding frantically, “What were you talking about just now?”
Upon being questioned so suddenly, they exchanged a bewildered look and answered slowly, “We were talking about the fire that broke out in Ebony Town.”
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“And there might have been explosions too.”
Lara’s mind was racing. A fire broke out in Ebony Town and there were explosions! Janet must have gone all out against Peter!
If Janet had escaped unscathed, she ought to be back by now, but there was not even one phone call from her. Lara swallowed—it was more likely than not that Janet and Peter were both in trouble.
“F*ck!” she swore aloud as she darted back into the base, leaving the others to stare at her in confusion.
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryWhen she was inside, she pulled out her phone and called the President, but he did not pick up. She tried calling him repeatedly, but his cell phone remained switched off.
Could Corey have disappeared, too? If I can’t get hold of him, there is no way for me to find out what actually happened in Ebony Town.
She gritted her teeth and without wasting another moment on her thoughts, she called Desire.
Desire picked up within seconds and asked, “Lara, what’s wrong?”
Lara did not have time to go into details, so she cut to the chase. “Janet’s at Ebony Town and she’s in trouble.”
“What?” Desire was shocked at the news. “Tell me what happened.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel Query“Corey gave Janet orders to head into Ebony Town and assassinate Peter, but I just heard from the subordinates that a fire broke out there. There were also explosions. If I’m not mistaken, I believe Janet and Peter might be in trouble.”
“How did this happen?” Desire could not help but be suspicious after what happened the last time. “This isn’t like the last incident, is it?”
“No, it can’t be,” Lara answered firmly. “I can’t even get a hold of Corey. Janet must be in trouble. A few of us will move to Ebony Town right now to rescue Janet. In the meantime, you should give Mason a call and ask whether he has forces in Markovia who could help.”
Upon hearing that, Desire nodded. “Okay. Be careful. I’ll meet up with you guys after I call Mason.”
“Okay.” With that, Lara hung up on the call, not wanting to waste any more time.
When the other line went dead, Desire immediately made a call to the Lowry Residence.
Markovia was three hours ahead of Sandfort City and at six in the evening, the Lowry Residence bustled with activity.
The maid was busy cleaning around the house when the sound of the phone ringing broke through the monotony of her chores. She put down the rag in her hand and walked over to answer the phone. “Hello, this is the Lowry Residence. How may I help you?”
Upon hearing the maid’s voice on the other end, Desire drew in a deep breath and said urgently, “I’m looking for Young Master Lowry.”
“May I know who this is?”
Desire answered plaintively, “I’m Janet’s friend and I need to speak with Mason.”
“I’m afraid Young Master Lowry can’t come to the phone right now. He’s on a business trip to Markovia. Can I take a message?”
“Fck!” Desire cursed on the other end after hearing the maid’s response. Dmn it! Why is he on a business trip again! Are business trips all he cares about? He doesn’t even know that his wife is in danger!
Meanwhile, the maid was taken aback by Desire’s rage. “Are you alright, miss? You can leave a message for Young Master Lowry—I’ll be sure to give it to him.”
However, Desire did not answer her and she instead hung up the call.
The maid stared at the phone in bewilderment. She had been hung up on before she was even done speaking! Now that she thought about it, a lot of Miss Jackson’s friends had been calling recently and all of them were looking for Young Master Lowry. And all of them swear like sailors too, the maid added as an amused afterthought.
Seeing that she could not get hold of Mason, Desire could only head out toward Ebony Town with the men that she had at her disposal.
For the first time in her life, she was on a mission to rescue Janet.
It was late at night and she did not know what time it was, but the man lying next to her did not seem like he would be waking up anytime soon.
Shadow 1 could not help but worry.
It would take at least two days before Lara would discover that something was wrong and come looking for her. If Peter died here, then Shadow 1 would be forced to spend the next two days waiting for help with nothing more than his corpse as company.
Shadow 1’s frantic thoughts were interrupted when her stomach growled in protest. She was hungry and she needed to scavenge for food in the wilderness.
It was dark around her and her only source of light had been the flashlight feature on her phone before the device ran out of battery.
She sighed and turned to gaze at Peter.
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She took a deep breath. After convincing herself that this was the best option, she winced and reached into the man’s pockets.
She could feel the strong, lean muscles that coiled beneath the fabric of his pants. He clearly took care of his body—it was no wonder that he survived the lethal effects of the neurotoxin.
Meanwhile, when the man felt a hand pawing through his pockets, he grew alarmed and his eyes flashed open. The fear and shock were registered in his bewildered gaze.
Shadow 1 was taken aback by his abrupt awakening, but she recovered quickly. Her lips tugged upward in a smirk as she said, “You scared the hell out of me—I thought I was going to be scammed.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryHe pursed his lips as he swatted her hand away from his pocket. His throat felt dry and with some effort, he gritted, “Get away from me.”
Peter was revolted at the idea of being touched by a woman who was not Janet. More specifically, he hated being touched by the blue-eyed blonde before him.
There was something unnerving about her. She was a total stranger, but familiar at the same time, which made her all the more despicable.
Meanwhile, Shadow 1 was aggravated by the scorn in his voice. She glowered at him as she seethed, “Bold of you to assume that I’d listen to you. Maybe you should take a long, hard look in the mirror before asking me to get away from you.”
She was not expecting any retort from a man who had been poisoned. It seemed as if he was stronger than she thought.
The disgruntled man pursed his lips and asked, “Then, why are you groping me?”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryRummaging through his pocket, Shadow 1 said witheringly, “I need the flashlight on your phone. I’m going to scavenge for food before we starve to death here.” As soon as she was done speaking, she pulled out his phone from his pocket and pressed on the buttons that ran on either side of the phone. The next moment, their faces were illuminated by the light from the phone.
“Call for help,” the man said hoarsely.
“Wow, why didn’t I think of that?” She drawled sarcastically as she cast him a sideways glance. “There’s no signal in this godforsaken place and your phone screen’s busted, so I can’t press the call button.”
Peter’s expression hardened as he heard that.
Shadow 1 gave him a look of disdain before pulling herself onto her feet. As she began to move away from him, she said coldly, “I’m going to look for sustenance.”
The man stared in silence at her back, the light from his phone flickering in her hand as she started toward the darkness beyond them. He could neither follow her nor make a run for it, given the state that he was in. He had no one else to rely on but her. After a while, he asked in a strained voice, “Will you come back?”
Upon hearing that, Shadow 1 stopped in her tracks and answered plaintively, “If I feel like it.”
They were rivals from the beginning and she ought to leave him stranded here on his own, but she would much rather have company at a time like this than to be alone.
Peter did not answer. His eyes were slowly closing and as his body gave in, he fell unconscious once more.
After what felt like an eternity, a light finally shone through the darkness.
The man’s eyes fluttered open and he stared as the light approached him.
Peter froze, surprised to see that she had returned for him instead of abandoning him. A wave of helplessness or relief crashed over him.
Shadow 1 was amused at the sight of his flustered look as he lay on the ground. She took a bite of the food in her hand. Then, she shoved the rest to him with a smirk on her lips. “Eat up.”
He bridled at the scorn in her voice. She was treating him like he was a weakling.
He kept his eyes on her since her return and his gaze darkened when she threw the food toward him.
When she saw that he did not respond, she crossed over and picked up the food she had thrown before putting it into his hand as she explained flatly, “This is a wild bamboo shoot. It’s meant to be rehydrating.”
Shadow 1 had searched for a long time in the woods before she came upon the single shoot.
However, Peter did not look convinced. With a sigh, she picked up the bamboo shoot and took another bite. “See? It’s not poisoned, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
Peter could hear the crisp and juiciness of the bamboo shoot when she bit into it. He swallowed and his throat ached desperately for water, but he answered through gritted teeth, “I don’t share food. It’s unsanitary.”
Shadow 1’s eyes widened at that. She was not sure if she wanted to laugh or to throw a shoe at him. “Are you for real? Fine, then. Don’t eat it. I hope you enjoy starving to death.”
When she moved to snatch the bamboo shoot away from him, his hands snaked like lightning before he deftly snapped the shoot in half. With a disgruntled look on his face, he bit into the cleaner end of the shoot.
At the sight of that, she let out a small laugh and the disdain in her voice was clear as she teased, “What are you acting all tough for?” Even tough guys need to survive in the wild.
However, Peter did not finish the small bamboo shoot and instead handed it over to her.
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A look of disdain flashed in Shadow 1’s eyes as she sneered, “Didn’t you say it was unsanitary to share food? You took a bite out of the bamboo shoot and you’re giving it to me now. Mr. Peter, haven’t you heard of the saying—do not do to others what you don’t want to be done to you?”
Upon hearing that, the man let his hand hang in mid-air for a bit before he withdrew his arm and placed the bamboo shoot aside. I’ll save it for when I’m hungry, he thought grimly. After all, he was unsure how long he would be trapped here.
She observed his actions and let out a small laugh. “Most people would have died within ten minutes after being exposed to the military’s neurotoxin, but you’ve managed to survive the night. It seems you’re stronger than I thought.”
He chuckled dryly and made no attempt to deny her statement. He did not have any other symptoms other than fatigue and he was smirking as he mused, “As you can see, the military’s so-called neurotoxin is over-glorified.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryShadow 1 pressed her lips into a thin, hard line. “The military’s neurotoxin is one of the most poisonous substances in the world. For you to survive its lethal effects would mean that there is something more lethal in your bloodstream.”
Peter merely shrugged at that. He then curled his lips into an insouciant smile. “Probably.” After all, he had taken dozens of poisons from all over the world. His body was as good as immune to toxic substances. “We should probably get some sleep. We can figure out a way to escape when morning comes.”
It was impossible for them to make their way out in the dark of the night and the little light on his mobile phone was too weak to be of any real use. Neither of them broke the silence that ensued. In the quiet of the rubble that surrounded them, they could hear each other’s heartbeats.
The next morning, the air was thick with cool morning mist. Peter was asleep when he heard a hissing sound close to him and when he felt a sharp pain on his leg, he opened his eyes. There was a small snake biting his ankle. He pulled out his gun immediately and aimed a shot at the snake’s head.
Startled by the gunshot, Shadow 1 bolted upright and looked over at the man next to her, demanding, “What happened?” As soon as she asked, her eyes fell onto the grotesque image of a halved snake on the ground.
Her gaze darkened and flickered over to the wound on Peter’s ankle. “Were… you bitten by the snake?” How much bad luck could one man have?
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryHe frowned and lowered his head as he peered at the wound on his ankle. It was oozing blood and he was not sure if the snake was venomous. His vulnerability evoked her sympathy and she leaned closer to him as she offered, “Here, let me take a look. Does it hurt?”
Peter blinked at the gentle tone of her voice. Then, he shook his head slowly. “It doesn’t hurt.”
The blood was red and the flesh that was left exposed by the wound appeared pinkish. Based on her experience, there was no venom in the snake’s bite. She had to admit that she felt a sense of relief, but she maintained a cool and distant tone as she declared, “The snake wasn’t venomous. Don’t worry.”
“Okay,” he replied. He was about to follow up with a word of thanks, but when he saw her face at close distance, his eyes darkened. Her face…
Shadow 1 stiffened and backed away from him. She eyed him warily as she asked, “What are you doing?”
Peter was still staring at her with his lips pressed into a hard line. The more he stared at her without him saying or doing anything, the more she wanted to shrink away from him. She felt a shiver run up her spine as she demanded unhappily, “If you have something to say, say it.”
Peter looked at her darkly and said in a deep voice, “Your skin is cracking.”
Taken aback by his words, Shadow 1 touched her face. A hyper-realistic face mask like this would only last for twenty-four hours, after which it would start to dry and crack around the edges. If her guess was right, her mask was beginning to fall apart and it would only be a matter of time before it peeled off to reveal her true identity.
Meanwhile, Peter could see the panic that flooded her eyes. It was just as he had thought—the woman before him did not really look the way she did. That isn’t what she really looks like! Is she using a hyper-realistic face mask?
Peter paused before he asked tentatively, “Are you perhaps using a hyper-realistic face mask, Miss Shadow 1?”
Shadow 1 twitched and she quickly avoided his gaze. She tried to keep her voice even as she answered, “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Mr. Peter.”
“Is that so?” He let out a dry chuckle.
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As he said that, he bolted upright and reached out to rip her hyper-realistic face mask off.
When Shadow 1 realized what he was trying to do, she backed away warily and blocked his hand, gripping his wrist as she said icily, “Trying to go for an ambush now, are you?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Peter mused with narrowed eyes. “I just want to see who you are behind that mask.”
Upon hearing that, she froze and turned away as she hissed, “I told you I have no idea what a hyper-realistic face mask is.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel Query“Is that so?” He smirked. “Then, why did you turn away?”
She licked her lips while ignoring him. After a pause, she turned and assessed him with a bemused look on her face before she asked slowly, “Seeing that you know so much about hyper-realistic face masks, Mr. Peter, could it be that you are wearing one right now?”
Suddenly, he froze and his eyes widened slightly.
She took his silence and discomfort as admission. So he is hiding behind a mask, after all, she concluded.
Shadow 1’s eyes brightened as she lunged toward him. Then, she straddled him while holding onto his arms to prevent him from clawing at her.
The position was far too compromising for comfort and the man was clearly displeased as he snapped coldly, “Get off me right now.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryShe ignored him and reached out to remove his hyper-realistic face mask. He was strong despite his injuries. As a result, she could barely get her fingers close enough to his face to rip off the mask as he struggled beneath her. Before she knew it, she toppled due to her instability and was immediately pinned to the ground by the man.
“Get away from me,” Shadow 1 hissed. She was growing hostile now that she was in a compromising position.
However, Peter merely smirked, looking dauntless as his eyes gleamed with bloodlust.
Without much thought, he reached down and found the edge of her face mask. With a loud tearing sound, the mask came off in his hand.
Shadow 1 instantly turned her face away.
Peter stared at the mask in his hand as a dark smile played on his lips. “Didn’t you say you have no idea what a hyper-realistic face mask is?” He gazed down at her amusement before he spoke. “Care to tell me what this is then?”
However, the moment his eyes fell on her side profile, his breath hitched. Her side profile…Why does her side profile look exactly the same as Janet’s?
Peter’s body froze.
No matter how much he scrutinized her side profile, the delicate curve of her jawline and the flawless slope of her nose were all identical to Janet’s.
“Are you done—” Shadow 1 began irritably.
She was about to ask him to let her go once he was done staring at her, but before she could finish her words, he interrupted. “Babe.”
Janet froze beneath him. How could this be? How could he possibly know who I am? He just called me Babe. Why does he know my name? Her skin prickled as there was only one person who would say her name like that—it was Mason.
“How do you know me? Why did you say my name like that?” she demanded; her voice was crisp and icy, but it was a completely different tone than Shadow 1.
Peter pursed his lips and without another word, he opened his arms to pull her into a tight embrace. She felt air being forced out of her and it was as though he wanted to mold her against himself.
“Babe, Babe, Babe…” he murmured hoarsely close to her ear.
Janet blinked as she stiffened against him. It was as if her blood had gone still.
She could not think and her mind was completely blank. She could not believe how much Peter sounded like Mason, whom she thought about day and night.
Janet suddenly recalled that Mason had left for a business trip today. He only sent her a text before disappearing altogether and now, Peter was with her.
The fact that Peter survived the effects of the neurotoxin indicated he had far more lethal toxins coursing through his veins and Mason had once sampled dozens of poisons from all over the world.
The grim realization dawned upon her. She was wrong to have thought that Mason was looking into the Prime Minister of Hawke Kingdom—the two men were one and the same. He was Peter Welch all along and the office in the basement was where he ran his operations.
Janet’s body froze while her thoughts ran wild.
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She tried to speak and called out hoarsely, “Mason.”
Upon hearing his name, the man tightened his arms around her, burying his face into her shoulder as he murmured, “I’m here. I’m here right now.”
Janet shuddered slightly and bit on her lip as her eyes rimmed red. How could this be? How could things turn out this way? I almost killed him with my two hands!
“Don’t cry, Babe,” he said, his voice low and raspy.
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryHe moved away from her shoulder and his fingers grazed along his face. With a tearing sound, the hyper-realistic face mask came off and fell on the ground.
Janet lifted her gaze. When she saw the familiar handsome and devilish face before her, the tears that threatened to overwhelm finally fell.
In all the time he had known and been together with her, he never saw her cry and certainly not with such anguish.
It was heart-wrenching to see her break down like this. There were many things he wanted to tell her, but he did not know where to start.
He could only draw her closer, rubbing the small of her back as he kissed the tears that streamed down her cheeks.
“Don’t cry, Janet. I don’t like seeing you cry,” Mason said softly in his bass-like voice. “When you cry, it’s as if someone is driving a knife through my heart. It hurts to see you like this.”
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryIn fact, seeing her cry like this only made him feel less of a man. He thought about all the danger he had put her through and asked himself whether he was worthy of her love.
Meanwhile, Janet was distraught as she wrapped her arms around his neck, muttering in between sobs, “It shouldn’t be you. How could you be here?”
He had been Peter all along. The man whom she was trying to kill was none other than Mason himself.
She thought about what had happened the day before—if she had not saved Peter, she would have lost Mason altogether.
She was relieved and devastated at the same time—relieved to have saved him, but devastated that he was now in danger, just like she was.
There were no words that could describe how she felt right now.
When Mason saw her tears glisten in the dimness, he felt his heart ache once more. He took Janet’s face in his hands and said firmly, “Stop crying.”
With that, he lowered his head. His lips found hers and he was desperate to kiss away her sorrow.
Janet’s brows drew together slightly and all she felt at that moment was a shuddering relief that was pierced by anguish.
Suddenly, she was abruptly lifted off the ground.
Mason’s face was buried in her neck and his breath was shallow. He was shuddering with the effort of containing his tears, much like she was.
She was startled for a moment and once again, tears were pricking her eyes.
Her lips twitched as though she wanted to say something, but the words crumbled on her tongue.
Janet could feel the warmth as his lips pressed against the skin on her neck and the familiarity of his touch. Slowly, the tears stopped. Her eyes were watery as she kept herself from crying, but it only made for a heartbreaking sight.
“I love you, Mason,” she whispered weakly, her voice straining to escape from her parted lips.
Upon hearing that, Mason stiffened before he held her tight against him. He cupped the back of her head with one hand and leaned in to kiss her.
Unlike their previous kiss, there was nothing tender about this one. She could feel the hard slant of his lips against hers and there was an urgency between them that was almost primal, as though they were desperate to make sure that the both of them existed in the same space.
The kiss lasted for nearly ten minutes and when they could taste copper in their mouth, they slowly released each other.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head against his chest; she was quiet as she listened to his heartbeat.
After a while, Mason asked hesitantly, “Janet, who sent you to kill me?”
Janet paused for a while. When she decided that it was pointless to hide the truth from him, she answered, “Corey.”
“Corey?” He froze. “President Corey?”
Janet reached up and traced her fingers along his jaw, nodding as she answered, “That’s right. The same president who gave you a present at your twenty-sixth birthday party. He told me that the Hawke Kingdom would threaten his power and he was worried about the implications. Moreover, he assigned half of Markovia’s military rights to you, so I agreed to go on the mission as a way to return his favor.”
So, that’s what’s going on, Mason thought.
For a moment, he was as still as a statue. The pieces were falling into place. It was no wonder that they could find him even when he had been incognito—after all, it was the President of Markovia who was tracking his every move and who else had access to immediate and accurate intel but him?
Even if Mason had tried his best to stay off the grid, there was no way he could have avoided being spied on by the President.
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“Does this… mean Corey knows my real identity?” Mason’s eyes were downcast as he asked.
Janet pursed his lips in hesitation, unsure on how she should answer him.
If the President knew that Peter was Mason all along, then he was doing all of this to break Janet’s relationship with the latter.
One may even suggest that the President wanted them to tear each other apart.
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryShe did not want to believe that he knew about Mason’s alter ego as Peter, but all the signs were convincing her otherwise.
Otherwise, he would not have asked her to assassinate Peter as soon as possible if he really was clueless.
Furthermore, there was no one else in the world other than the President who had access to more accurate intel.
She thought about all the conversations she had with the President and finally came to the undeniable conclusion that the President knew about Mason’s disguise.
Janet was the only person with any real power in Markovia. She would not allow the President to scheme his way into retrieving the power that he thought rightfully belonged to him and the only way for him to do so was to make sure she was dead.
The President would have all the advantage if he could get rid of her and Peter.
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As she thought about it, Janet’s fists clenched and her eyes had a murderous glint. He’s played a good game. I have been duped by him all along! And the worst part is, he almost got away with it!
Mason pulled her back into his arms once more after sensing her anger and he coaxed gently, “Don’t get angry, Babe. You have to save your strength instead of wasting it on these things.”
However, even as he continued to murmur words of solace while holding her in his arms, there was only one thing she wanted to say to him and she did so. “I’m sorry, Mason.” I’m sorry, Mason. I’m sorry that you’re trapped here because of me. I’m sorry for not having realized Corey’s plans earlier. If I had, you wouldn’t even be poisoned in the first place.
She supposed the only thing she had to be grateful for was Mason’s resistance toward the neurotoxin.
He was still kneeling on the ground, gazing at her as his thumbs caressed her face.
He held her close and stared into her eyes. Then, he said tenderly, “You have nothing to apologize for, Janet. I’m the one who should be sorry.” I’m sorry for not telling you who I really am. That’s on me.
Upon hearing Mason’s pleas, Janet gazed at him and saw the love in his eyes.
He was still holding her, his voice soft as he insisted, “It’s not your fault—it’s theirs and theirs alone…”
Janet’s lips twitched. “Okay,” she finally said.
His eyes fell on her pale lips and with a pained expression, he leaned to kiss her once more. “I’ll make him pay for all the hurt he’s caused us.” He narrowed his eyes dangerously and the tender look on his face was swiftly replaced by a cold, murderous one.
She stared at him, slightly taken aback.
Mason’s arms hugged her stiff body as he muttered, “Don’t you want revenge, Janet?”
Upon hearing that, Janet chuckled before she wrapped her arms around his neck as she shook her head diffidently. “Now you’re getting angry. You just told me not to get worked up over this.”
Mason blinked after hearing her speak. He then dipped his head to nibble gently on her earlobe. After a while of teasing her, he said, “Fine, I suppose there’s no point getting worked up over a guy like him.”
Janet’s lips curled upward to reveal a demure smile as she clung onto him.
As if he just remembered, he turned to pick up the half of the bamboo shoot he had set aside last night. Then, he brought it to her lips as he said plainly, “You should eat. We’ll figure out a way to get out of here after you’re done eating.”
“No,” Janet refused and pushed away his hand, her face somber. “You should take the bamboo shoot. You might be immune to most poisonous substances, but it takes time for the neurotoxin to wear off.”
However, just as she was about to hand the bamboo shoot back to him, he quickly reached out to clasp his hand over hers before she could uncurl her fingers. He was roguish as he threatened, “Take the bamboo shoot, Janet. If you don’t, I won’t leave this place with you.”
She clicked her tongue at him. It seemed as if he had resorted to emotional blackmail.
Janet knew that he would not eat unless she did. She was torn for a moment, then said expressionlessly, “I don’t share my food with others. It’s unsanitary.”
Realizing that she was using his own words against him, Mason resisted a laugh.
With resignation, he took a tentative bite of the bamboo shoot, then passed it over to her as he placated, “Let’s eat it together then, shall we?”
Janet could not resist him when he spoke like that to her. Taking the bamboo shoot from him, she saw where he had taken a bite and bit on it too.
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There was enough liquid in the bamboo shoot to satiate them after they took a couple of bites.
She looked at Mason pleadingly as she handed the rest of the bamboo over and he finished it.
Soon, the sun broke over the morning mist and light shone through the slanted makeshift roof under which they found shelter.
“Come on,” the man said as he lowered his head to cast his gentle gaze at her.
Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel Query“Okay,” she answered, turning her face to his as she nodded.
Mason wrapped an arm around Janet’s waist and they marched into the sunlight.
As he walked, a frown began to etch on Janet’s face. With a worried tone she spoke, “Here, lean on me.” She lifted his arm and ducked beneath it so that she could hold him up by the waist.
He chuckled lightly. “I’m sorry for burdening you, Janet.”
“You can burden me anytime,” she quipped.
When he saw the steely look in her eyes, he nodded and agreed to lean on her for support.
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There were no plants around them, let alone skyscrapers or residential areas.
The road upon which they stood was barren and he guessed the land around them had been abandoned.
By the time it was noon and the sun hung high in the sky, they still could not find any source of water around them.
Still, she held onto him and her steps were firm as she marched forward.
The sound of sweat dripping onto the dry ground was akin to the ticking hand of a clock and in the blink of an eye, half a day had gone.
Janet wiped the sweat from her forehead before she glanced at the wound on Mason’s leg.
The wound from the snakebite was beginning to swell and redden. It had to be cleaned immediately, or bandaged at the very least; otherwise the wound could fester and she hated to think about what may happen when it did.
Her chest tightened as panic rose in her. She did not like to know that Mason was suffering.
Reaching out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, she saw him in a pallor and swallowed. Then, she suggested, “Why don’t we look for a place to sit down for a bit?”
“I’m fine, Janet.” Mason’s thumb caressed her face. He was fighting to stay awake with the little strength he had.
They had to find a way out before they could leave this deserted place and Janet knew she could not afford to be weak now. She nodded firmly. “Okay.”
For some reason, her voice was hoarse and the scene before her grew blurry.
Her throat tightened as she tried to keep her panic from getting the better of her. He’s not fine. Anyone else would have died from the neurotoxin and if that’s not bad enough, he was bitten by a snake.
She wanted to stop to let him catch a breather, but she was well aware that rest was a luxury they could not afford. If we don’t get his wound cleaned or disinfected soon, his leg might… She swallowed, unable to finish her chain of thought.
“We should bandage your wound,” she said decidedly when they found a spot that shaded them from the sun.
Mason looked at her quietly, then nodded. “Alright.”
She knelt down in front of him and tore a piece of fabric from her skirt. Then, she wrapped it tightly around his wound before it could be exposed to the air any longer.
“Babe,” he called out gently when she was done with the bandaging. “Can I kiss you again?”
Janet obediently leaned toward him and laughed, “But I haven’t brushed my teeth. Do you mind?”
He shook his head with a smile. “It doesn’t matter.”
When her face was close enough to his, Mason added gently, “Janet, if there’s a way out of here, I want you to leave me behind. Y-You have to save yourself, do you understand?”
He choked toward the end, a sad look passing over his features.
“There’s no ‘if’.” Janet stared at him incredulously, his vulnerability was reflected in her eyes. “If there’s a way out, I’m taking you with me. I won’t leave you behind.”
“Be a good girl and do as I say,” Mason said in a deep voice. He managed to come off as somewhat authoritative despite his condition.
“Well, ask me to do something else then—because I won’t follow orders this time.”
“Don’t be sassy with me,” he warned darkly.
Janet looked indifferent at this, but she knew she was trying her hardest to keep her emotions in check. She could not afford to break down in front of him.
Taking her silence as concession, Mason paused before continuing, “When you get out, promise you won’t fall… fall for someone…” He swallowed, afraid to finish his sentence. If he did not say it, maybe it would not come true.
“Mason,” she piped up suddenly, her tone gentle and angelic.
When his gaze met hers, Janet quietly smiled. “Do you know what, Mason? We still have tons of things we haven’t done together, like watching the sun rise above and set beyond the horizon, staring out at the sea, surfing, and traveling…” she trailed off and looked at him meaningfully. “There are so many wonderful things about this world and how superb it is to be alive to see them all.”