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Chris was different from the other Hamerton heirs. He did not live at Hamerton Manor but instead bought a small
villa not far from the city center. The place was not huge, but he had kept it neat, clearly a trait gained from
military training.
More importantly, this place was very close to Lena's apartment, just a ten-minute walk away.
Zuko chuckled softly.
"Why are you laughing?" Chris brought fruits and ground a cup of coffee for him. "You come in with that weird
smile, and it's kind of scary coupled with your stern face!"
Zuko patted his shoulder and gave him a look that said, "As a fellow man, I know what you're thinking."
"I'm just thinking you don't usually stay here, do you?"
"Hmm?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Lena's apartment isn't far from here!"
"It's not far," Chris answered honestly. "I do go to her place sometimes for a meal or something, but... I don't feel
like going lately."
"Are you two fighting?"
Chris glanced at him and shook his head.
"Then why?"
"Lena's been researching diets for pregnant women recently." Chris sighed helplessly. "She's been cooking and
making soup in the kitchen every day. When the food turns out good, she won't let me eat it. She only gives me the
dishes she thinks she messed up. I..."
Zuko had to press down on the corners of his mouth so as not to burst out laughing.
"I'm warning you! I'll definitely hit you if you dare to laugh!" Chris glared at him. "All because of your wife, I'm being
sacrificed. If you still have a conscience, go laugh where I can't see you!"
Zuko's face turned red from suppressing his laughter, and he could not speak for quite a while.
"So, Chris..." He quickly changed the topic. "What have you been busy with lately?"
"Let me show you!"
Chris' expression finally brightened a bit. He ran inside and returned holding something in his hand after a while.
"What's this?" "I'm giving Lenny a shot!"
"Pfft!" Zuko was scalded by his coffee.
Chris was quite excited. "Look, I did well with this pistol, didn't I?"
Zuko palmed his forehead and took a while to look up at what was in Chris' hand.
It was a small wooden pistol that was meticulously crafted. It was even more delicate than the rifle he had made
for Lena last time, evident that he had put a lot of thought into it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You're planning to give her... a shot with this?"
"Yes! I'll ask her to choose between this pistol and the rifle. Then we're going to play real-life special operations in
the woods."
Zuko's surprised gaze turned into one of pity, and he patted him before smiling. "Well, have fun!
"Oh..." Zuko noticed the inscription on the grip. "There's writing here?"
"Yeah, it says Harding."
"Does everyone in your special operations unit have words on their guns?"
"No!" Chris smiled. "Lenny has a small pistol, right? It was Pammy's. Hers also has an inscription on the grip that
reads Krys."
Zuko remembered that when Lina and Renee were abducted, Madame Krys had given them a pistol and saved
their lives.
Madame Krys' name was Krystal Harding...
Zuko squinted at the inscription on the gun's grip and had a sudden realization.
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