"Hey, don't move!"
I was robbed by a stranger. But what he wanted was not money.
He tore my clothes off, kept kissing me hard, not to rape me.
He wanted me to cover his blood and track from his enemies.
I saw blood running out of his stomach.
He said thank you after he fooled his enemies.
I let him come into my place to get the bullet out of him.
I was a doctor.
He gave me a kiss the next morning and disappeared from my life.
It felt like a dream, I couldn't help thinking about the night making out with him.
Until one day, I saw him again in the hospital.
I learned that he was a soldier and that he had looked for me and loved me for a very very long time...
But I had no memory of him, until...


No One's Angel,But You

Freya's gaze was fixed on the young president. She couldn't help but sigh with mixed feelings. 


Elvis wasn't bothered by Anthony's conversation with Bernard; he was different from Freya. Back when he worked in the military camp in the capital, he met Anthony frequently together with Bernard, so he was used to the way they conversed and wasn't surprised at all. 


As Elvis looked closely at Freya's gaze at Anthony however, he clenched his fists. 


If he had known that this would've happened, he wouldn't have let her off in the morning!


He shouldn't have listened to her sweet talk and let her off just like that!


He should've shown her his masculinity, and used his actions to make that woman remember him, instead of falling for other men the minute they appeared.


Chapter 300 Shouldn\'t Have Let Her Off In The Morning