Chapter 3

His brothers, seeing him return with a face glowing with satisfaction, all looked at him with knowing eyes.

On the surface, the group ate their meals calmly, but privately, their wireless chat group was in an uproar.

"Holy shit, no way! Boss, you've got some serious balls to mess around with Jolene right under your wife's nose!"

"No wonder you're so obsessed with Jolene, Boss. That woman's wild! Can't believe she'd risk doing something so dangerous!"

"Our boss is an old pro at guerrilla warfare on the battlefield, looks like he's just as experienced in getting down and dirty with the ladies!"

This bunch thought that the specialized phones provided by the organization and their wireless communication group were exclusive to them, but I could see all of the chat content the whole time.

While Damien was smiling as he peeled an orange and fed it to me, I was reading these messages.

Suddenly, I felt a churning in my stomach and became nauseated. It wasn't the orange; it was Damien.

His gaze, his breath, his hands peeling the orange for me – it all made me feel sick to my stomach.

Just then, a new directive suddenly appeared in the organization's main group chat.

"Urgent temporary mission!""On the high seas, a group of foreign illegal organizations has hijacked our nation's maritime scientific research team's fleet. All members, depart immediately!"

"Additionally, Night Owl, you'll be taking those twelve new trainees to participate on-site this time. This is a rare opportunity for a strike mission, and the trainees should accumulate valuable experience!"

Below was a series of acknowledgments, and immediately, all team members geared up and began to depart.

In the past, I've mostly been behind the scenes guiding the training of new recruits. I never thought I'd need to go to the front lines this time.

However, since it's an order from the organization, I certainly wouldn't dare to slack off. Fortunately, Damien and his team are the main force.

The new trainees I'm bringing only need to observe from the rear, so it's not considered dangerous.

During the journey in the vehicle, Damien casually asked a question over the radio group.

"Night Owl is that rumored mysterious trainer who recently joined the organization, right? I heard this person also has eight years of field experience and has been moving to a behind-the-scenes role lately. Wonder what their background is."

A team member replied.

"That I don't know. I've heard about this person training new recruits, but I don't know if they're male or female. What I do know is they're incredibly skilled, otherwise how could they be a trainer?"A group of people were discussing Night Owl's identity, but they had no idea that I was sitting in the car behind them with the new recruits.

Soon, the car arrived at the seaside. As we were about to switch to speedboats to head out to international waters, something jaw-dropping happened again.

That Jolene had somehow caught wind of the operation and was rushing over to join us on the mission.

This was absolutely not allowed by the organization, but I saw Jolene bat her eyelashes at Damien, and he actually handed her a set of combat gear, letting her disguise herself as a team member and depart with us!

I couldn't believe that Damien, for Jolene's sake, had not only leaked information about the operation to her but was also willing to disobey the organization's orders!

Could it be that their passionate encounter at the base wasn't enough, and they needed to seek more thrills out on the high seas?

What happened next completely blew my mind. I saw Damien actually instructing several team members to act as a shield behind him and Jolene, while the two of them got hot and heavy right there on the speedboat.

It wasn't until the foreign organization's ship appeared on the horizon that they reluctantly finished up, with Damien not forgetting to send me a message to report the situation."Darling, rest easy at home and wait for me. After this urgent mission, I promise I'll spend quality time with you at home."

Damien, there's no need. We don't have a future together anymore.