“You know what person I am. Before I became your father’s bodyguard and assistant, I was a
mercenary, working for money. I don’t even know how many enemies I’d made and how many people
would like to take revenge on me. For what happened tonight, I really can’t think of a particular suspect
at the moment.”
“Then are there any clues that can allow you to guess at who the culprit is?”
“Not right now, but even if they’re fake or stolen, I’ve remembered all the opponents’ license plates. As
for the people who attacked, I had Elsie take photos of everyone she saw, and the identity of those
wounded or killed will come up soon enough. After knowing their identities, it’ll be possible for me to
find out who’s behind it. I should have a preliminary conclusion by tomorrow.
“There’s no such thing as grudges that arise from nothing. There has to be a past to them attacking
me. Money makes the world go round, and these people definitely have all sorts of monetary trade.
Investigating their accounts, we’ll find the truth.”
“Then rest for tonight. New facts might arise tomorrow. Don’t go elsewhere for now. Find who’s behind
it first.”
Wilson nodded and went back to Elsie’s room, sitting at her bedside and holding her hand.
Even now, he couldn’t help but replay those earlier moments in his head.
Back then, two people were attacking him, both skilled. He was too wrapped up dealing with them to
notice a shooter getting ready to fire at him from the shadows.
When he finally managed to take those two down, he saw Elsie fling herself onto him. Then a gunshot
had rung out.
He watched as Elsie fell before his feet, watched the woman lie there, blood gushing from her torso.
At that moment, Wilson froze for a second, then felt an all-consuming panic.
He couldn’t clearly speak about how he felt back there. All he knew was that that scene terrified him.
Just like how, over ten years ago, he’d seen his own mother jump off the building, his brain was empty,
and his panic threw him into disarray.
But in over a decade, he’d experienced numerous dangerous pinches, and escaped from hailstorms of
bullets countless times. He hadn’t been afraid even then.
He’d thought he was past the age of being afraid. But today, seeing this woman bleeding before him,
he was terrified.
Even when he brought her to the hospital to undergo surgery, his hand was still trembling.
“Hurry up and wake up. If you don’t, I’m not going to recognize myself.”
Wilson spoke towards the unconscious woman. His usually cold gaze showed a gentle light.
“Someone like me is really too dangerous. This is the first time I’ve brought you danger. If I bring you
more danger from now on, would you hate me?”
Wilson murmured to himself, then smiled and sighed.
He really was getting too sentimental.
The following morning, when Georgia woke, the kids were still sleeping.
Thankfully, the kids hadn’t had any nightmares yesterday night, and Robert had brought them a rich
breakfast early in the morning.
Before the children could wake, Georgia went to the living room and ate.
“How are things? Has the culprit behind last night come out yet?”
Last night had gotten too late, and Georgia hadn’t had the chance to ask Robert what was going on.
Now that they were rested and it was the day after, she immediately raised the question, concerned.
“There haven’t been any news yet. They made a clean job of it. This might take some deep
investigation.”
Hearing Robert say that, Georgia sighed.
“Are those culprits targeting our children?”
Robert smiled and explained.
“Wilson told me that they’re targeting him, not our family.”
At that, Georgia was somewhat surprised. She’d thought the opposite, that last night had her and
Robert at the center as targets.
Afterwards, Robert summarized Wilson’s words.
Only then did Georgia understand that they weren’t targeting her and the kids.
As for targeting Wilson, Georgia really couldn’t guess who the culprit was at that point.
She could only hope that the truth came out soon.
After breakfast, the kids woke up.
Havin breakfast with them, Elsie happened to wake up too, and Georgia brought the kids over to Elsie’s
room.
But before that, Elsie had actually been awake for about half an hour.
When she woke, she saw Wilson slumped next to her bed, asleep.
Elsie instantly thought of how she’d taken a bullet for him before she lost consciousness.
She couldn’t believe it even when she recalled it.
It was true that she’d always faintly felt that she liked this man. But in regular days, the things Wilson
said often angered her.
She often warned herself not to take this man seriously.
She’d thought it was just a shallow liking, but seeing that Wilson was probably going to get shot that
night, she’d leapt to protect him reflexively, disregarding the own risk to her body, and disregarding the
fact that she could die from taking that bullet.
To be honest, Elsie was a bit confused with her own feelings.
Did she like Wilson that much?
She didn’t understand, so she watched the man slumped there at her bedside and thought of all her
past moments with Wilson.
After thinking of that for about half an hour, Elsie couldn’t come up with a conclusion.
She up and slapped Wilson, who was still sleeping.
“It’s time to wake up. I’m up already. And I’m hungry.”
At that, Wilson sprang awake, showing a happy expression.
“Are you uncomfortable anywhere? I’ll get a doctor over.”
As Wilson stood and made to leave, Elsie grabbed his hand.
“Didn’t you hear what I said? I’m hungry, and I’m also thirsty now. Can you get me some water?”
Wilson turned around obediently and poured out a glass of water, handing it to Elsie.
Elsie drank and stared at the man before her.
Her eyes didn’t budge, and Wilson didn’t quite know what to do.
Despite his usual calm, he couldn’t help but ask.
“Is there something wrong with my face? Why are you staring at me?”
Elsie set down her glass and grinned.
“I just feel like you’re being strange today. You used to be so cold to me, and now you’re the picture of
care. Is it because I saved your life?”
Wilson didn’t speak. He just looked at the woman before her silently.
Elsie thought that wasn’t any fun, and spoke again.
“I saved you, so don’t you have anything you want to say to me? It’s a saying that a debt of life can only
be repaid by offering oneself. Aren’t you prepared to do something in return?”
At that, Wilson finally replied.
“From now on, I’ll protect you, and I won’t let any harm come to you.”
“Don’t you understand what I meant?”
Elsie snapped, feeling like she’d implied it clearly enough.
Since she liked him that much, and even sacrificed herself for him, she wouldn’t settle for anything
other than taking this man all for herself.
Now that he owed her, this was the best moment to capitalize on negotiations and bind him to her.
Then Wilson had just replied to her with that, and Elsie felt like she was about to spit blood.
Was it still not obvious enough?
Or was he just too much of a straight man to realize what she was implying?
She wasn’t as shameless as to just say “be my boyfriend”.
How embarrassing would it be if she got refused?
Why did Wilson just not get the way she beat around the bush? Elsie was starting to doubt her
existence.
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda