Dianna Hollis lowered her head and gently touched Mort Thorne’s amputated leg with her soft fingertips. Three years ago, he donated his bone marrow to her, and he lost a leg for her. The ripples in her heart spread wider and wider as she bent over to kiss his amputated part.
Mort Thorne’s tall body suddenly stiffened. Her jelly-like red lips touched his amputated part bit by bit. There was profound tenderness in her reverence, and his eyes turned red as the muscles all over his body tensed up.
This feeling was indescribable, like an addictive opium, floating between pain and ecstasy.
She kissed his amputated area.
Mort Thorne quickly pinched her delicate chin with two fingers, forcing her to look up, "Stop kissing."
His voice was hoarse.
Dianna Hollis looked into his eyes, still full of emotion, and before she could speak, he added, "If you have the ability, kiss upwards."
Dianna Hollis paused, then followed the line of his amputated leg upwards with her eyes.
"..."
What was he thinking?
Dianna Hollis attached the new prosthesis, fitting it perfectly, "Mort Thorne, try standing up and take a few steps."
Mort Thorne stood up and took a couple of steps. What Raymond Alden made was quite excellent.
"How much is this thing? Give him the money." He glanced back at her.
Dianna Hollis nodded, "I’ve already given it."
"Since the money is given, don’t contact him anymore."
"..."
This man...
He is rather realistic.
At this mont, Mort Thorne snorted.
Dianna Hollis’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly ran over to support him, "Mort Thorne, what’s wrong? Are you hurting sowhere?"
Mort Thorne used his strong arm to pull her by the waist directly into his embrace, "What I just said is true, don’t contact that ex-husband of yours again. If I see you drinking in the bar with that ex-husband again, I won’t forgive you!"
Only now did Dianna Hollis realize he was seriously concerned about the incident in the bar. She thought he was cold and indifferent that day, but in fact, he had been watching her and Raymond Alden’s every move secretly, this jealous man.
"How did you know I divorced Raymond Alden?"
"What do you think the first thing I did when I took office was? Of course, it was to get you out of that sham marriage first!"
So he was involved in this!
Alright then.
At this mont, Mort Thorne snorted again, "It hurts."
"Where does it hurt?"
"Sowhere does hurt."
"Where?"
He guided her soft, boneless little hand downward.
"..."
Dianna Hollis just realized he was teasing her and quickly withdrew her little hand, smartly feigning weakness, "My stomach is hurting again."
Mort Thorne narrowed his eyes, watching her act, "Your stomach hurts, so your hands are useless too?"
"..."
Mort Thorne bent over and carried her horizontally, tossing her onto the soft big bed...
...
Deep in the night, at the military base.
lissa stood outside the military district courtyard, with the sentinel inside apologizing, "I’m sorry, our commander has already gone to sleep, not seeing visitors."
lissa’s hands quickly clenched into fists. Ever since Mort Thorne beca the commander, she hadn’t been able to see him.
She turned around and left.
Just as she reached a dark corner, soone was already waiting for her there.
lissa was delighted, quickly stepped forward, and called, "Dad."
The person turned around; it was Julian Carter’s chief secretary.
"Dad, Mort Thorne still refuses to see , could it be that he and Dianna Hollis are still in contact?"
The chief secretary, with a grim face, shook his head, "Since Mort Thorne took the position, he hasn’t been in contact with Dianna Hollis. This man has great ambitions and is restless. Won are like clothes. Don’t worry about Dianna Hollis anymore. I’ve arranged everything. Tomorrow, an action will be taken against Mort Thorne at the Mount Cinder training. For the Julian Carter still lying in the hospital, I’ll send soone to take him out too. By then, the commander position will be mine."
"Dad, I still can’t let go of Mort Thorne..."
"Enough!" The chief secretary interrupted lissa harshly, "I have endured and waited patiently for many years just for this day. Now, the timing is right; we can no longer wait. Tomorrow, to prevent any accidents, you’ll stay. Rember, you’ll always be the commander’s daughter."
In fact, lissa was not Julian Carter’s biological daughter. Julian Carter dedicated his life to his country, neglecting his wife and family in his youth. His wife had an affair with this chief secretary and gave birth to lissa.
The wife deeply loved Julian Carter. Her infidelity made her feel remorseful. Coupled with the entanglent and threats from the chief secretary, she was in misery. Therefore, she died after giving birth to lissa.
Growing up, lissa was estranged from Julian Carter, and learned about her true background from the chief secretary. She feared her true identity would be exposed, and the real daughter beca a fake one, losing all her glory and wealth. So she plotted this sche with the chief secretary.
She had no retreat now. She had to eliminate Dianna Hollis and Mort Thorne.
Though it pained her deeply to erase Mort Thorne.
...
Early the next morning.
Dianna Hollis slowly opened her eyes. It was still dark outside, about five o’clock. Mort Thorne was already up.
"Mort Thorne, are you leaving?"
Dianna Hollis sat up and rubbed her sleepy eyes.
Mort Thorne reached out to pinch her soft cheeks, then leaned down to kiss the beauty spot on her forehead, "Sleep a bit more. I need to head back to the team. Today I’ll be at the Mount Cinder training. Stay good in this room; I’ve arranged for protection around you."
Dianna Hollis was wide awake, sensing the onset of a storm, "You’re going to the Mount Cinder training?"
"Yes." Mort Thorne nodded, his flexible, thin lips kissed across her scented forehead, "Soone is restless and is going to make a move, baby, I apologize for this rough ti. Once I return from Mount Cinder, you’ll never suffer again in this life."
He was a man who never easily promised anything.
But once he did, it was for life.
That "baby" word lted her heart.
This man was so rough; he used to call her a "little brat" or sothing. It seed like it was the first ti he called her "baby."
Dianna Hollis wrapped her small hands around his solid waist, "Okay, I’ll listen to you. You go to your battlefield; I’ll wait here obediently for your return. You must co back quickly."
She did not question or ddle; waiting for him sufficed.
"I’m leaving, sleep a bit longer." Mort Thorne released her, ready to go.
"Hey, Mort Thorne, wait a mont."
"What is it? Can’t bear to see go?"
"No... soone would like to et you."
"Who?"
Just then, the doorbell rang with a "ding," soone was at the door.
Who?
Mort Thorne walked over to open the door, and outside stood Dotty.
Dotty was wearing a pink princess dress. Wow, this man was so tall. She tried hard to look up, then jumped forward to hug Mort Thorne’s leg, giggling, "Daddy, hehe, my daddy~"
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