Chapter 1

Our entire family consists of international mercenaries, and I married Emily, the commander who was my perfect match.

But on our wedding day, a group of rebels stormed into the mercenary chapel, and all hell broke loose.

Emily, however, immediately pushed me away and protected her childhood sweetheart as they escaped.

I was pinned down by the rebel leader in front of the statue, repeatedly violated in front of all the captives, my limbs completely destroyed.

The next day, I was thrown in front of the tent, naked and covered in blood.

My twin sister fell to her knees, sobbing, and with trembling hands carried me into the medical pod, begging the medic to save me.

But in my hazy state, I overheard my sister and Emily coldly conspiring:

"That group of fake rebels is all dead now. No one will know you let them humiliate my sister."

"I'll help you keep it secret, but I only ask one thing: be good to David."

"Back then, he risked his life to save us, getting poisoned in the rainforest. Now he's carrying your child at the risk of his own life..."

Emily gripped my sister's shoulder, her voice low:

"Don't worry. Asher is done for. Now everyone believes he's unfit to be my husband. I'll take good care of David."As for Asher, we'll ensure his safety for life, but he must never threaten David's position."

So, the man I deeply loved and the sister I trusted most only saw me as a stepping stone for David's path.

If that's the case, I don't want this mercenary group anymore!

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"Ms. Thompson, the surgery was a success. As long as there's no post-operative infection, his fertility can be restored."

Upon hearing this, my brother and Emily's expressions drastically changed.

Emily struggled to speak, "Will his fertility be the same as before?"

The military doctor firmly shook his head, "This is the bare minimum. His physical condition must be carefully monitored..."

"Then let's destroy it completely."

Emily pulled out her combat knife and stabbed towards my anesthetized lower body.

Perhaps it was the scent of blood that drew them, but a pack of wolves howled as they charged into the camp.

My brother raised his gun, mercilessly shooting them down.

"We absolutely cannot allow him the possibility of reproducing!"

Emily's face was filled with ruthless determination.

They all thought I was still unconscious, unaware that the pain pump only kept my eyes closed while my mind remained unusually alert.

"Colonel Grey, what the hell are you doing? After your interference, Colonel Shaw's body won't be able to handle it! Even if you want him dead right now, at least let him suffer less!"

The doctor angrily berated her.

But Emily calmly retorted, "I'm not trying to kill him. I've already promised David that his offspring will inherit my position as commander. I can't let Asher threaten that!""Asher, does it hurt? Bear with it a little longer! From now on, we won't let anyone harm you!"

I kept my eyes closed, but tears still rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably.

It was the biggest joke that the people who hurt me the most were now saying they would protect me.

"Colonel... Colonel, your husband requests your presence to see the wedding suit he's trying on. He says the measurements you ordered don't fit quite right..."

Seeing my brother and Emily's expressions change slightly, the aide paused.

Emily rubbed her temples, a gentle look appearing on her face: "Tell him the suit was personally designed by me, and I'll naturally take a look on the wedding day. Ask him to take care of his health and not overthink things."

The aide nodded in agreement, but then hesitated: "Then..."Ms. Thompson's side?"

Sarah interrupted with a smile, "I won't be going. I've already prepared some heavy artillery for them as a wedding gift. It's enough to shake the entire military district."

Back when I was planning my wedding, all I had were two cases of armor-piercing rounds my mom left me.

I even had to design and sew my own suit.

During the preparations, the mercenary group took on a job, and my final sample suit was made from the only remaining scraps of tent material in the unit.

When Emily saw the suit, she couldn't help but mock me:

"How did you become so pathetic? You look like you're wrapped in tattered bandages."

But now.

They've arranged everything for the woman they love.

A beautiful wedding dress, a grand reception, countless guests, and lavish gifts.

I foolishly thought she loved me.

As these thoughts hit me, I suddenly coughed up blood and passed out.