Chapter 207 - I sinned

[present time]

The moment his sharp-deep eyes stares back at her, Dragon smirks yet, no one knows what was going on his mind.

"Wife, will you marry me?"

Alas, his sudden and unconventional proposal was left shun. Seraphina kept her silence as her gaze scrutinize the man who she spent her last months before her accident which caused her to lose her memory in her previous life and led her to a miserable death.

Despite their keen advertency, both can't decipher each other's train of thoughts. Dragon leisurely placed down his wine on the side table near his chair and calmly stood up.

Although Seraphina hadn't changed her cold expression, her vigilance instantly heightened the moment Dragon stood up. However, her brows and eyes compulsory twitch by the next second.

*THUD*

Seraphina pinches the space between her brows in distress. "Mister, why the hell you're on your knees?"

Dragon who's on his knees locked his gaze on her captivating black eyes; he subtly smirks seeing her reaction. He knew that she will treat him with a cold shoulder or won't even try to say communicate with him. Hence, he has to be a little shameless and catch her in the most unexpected time to of course grabbed her whole attention.

"I sinned -- I f*cked your cousin." he blatantly confessed. Alas, Seraphina kept her poker face as if saying 'so what,'. Dragon paused for a while before adding, "won't you kill her?"

Since Dragon wasn't getting any response from her, he ultimately stood from his knees and languidly reached for the pistol laid beside the wine glass. He then loaded it with pistol bullets before throwing it to Seraphina's direction which she efficiently caught with one hand.

"Mister, don't you think this thing is dangerous?" Seraphina emotionlessly humored the moment it landed on her hand -- c_o_c_king it and aimed it directly to Dragon's head.

"Mister… huh, wife, you never fail to amaze me." Under gunpoint, Dragon still leisurely sat back to where he was seating earlier as if he wasn't a bit threatened at all.

"You know love, I already exert a great effort not to kill your cousin despite the fact that she drugged me; and also practiced the art of flirting -- all for you." Dragon stated in a matter-of-factly tone as he rests his elbow on the chair armrest then prop his knuckles on his temple.

"Alas, my dear little rebellious wife still chose to ignore me and my efforts. What more, you're still pretending to lose your memory… tell me, how shall I punish you?" Dragon smirks as he states his exigency.

"Huh," Seraphina scoffs alas, the moment she places her finger on the pistol's trigger, Seraphina closed her right eyes as it was blinded by a red dot light. After a second, she quickly glances down to see numerous same red dot aiming at her.

When Dragon slightly raised his hand, the sniper lights vanished in an instant. "Wife, can't we make things a little easier for us?"

"Easy? That will only happen if either of us dies." Seraphina vindicates. Her voice abhors extreme loathe and resentment that she never showed before.

On the contrary, Dragon's expression has an unnoticeable relief that flash across his eyes. Alas, his brows creased when he sensed that something was wrong with Seraphina.

Seraphina's breathing slows down as her heart raced -- double time. She didn't know why, but her body was screaming for something which she will never listen even if she dies right there and then.

Seeing that Dragon was taking immediate strides towards her, Seraphina heedlessly opened fire -- disregarding all the snipers aiming at her earlier. However, she miserably missed her target as her precision was quite unstable due to her trembling, excited hand.

When Seraphina was within his reach, she still gave her last retaliation by striking him with a punch and kick. Alas, her moves were all sluggish and can be easily read which gave Dragon a painless opening.

The moment his hand successfully locked her heated wrist from behind, Dragon smirks -- he humored, "Oh, wife… you acc_u_mulate too many enemies -- they even drug you, how dull."

Dragon tightens his grip as Seraphina wordlessly struggles herself free. He leans closer to her ear, he whispers, "still, should I thank them for doing me a great favor?"