The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor
Chapter 134

Fiona fumed at the thought of losing another 1.4 million bucks but the money was already gone. In the end, she had no choice but to relent and return home.

Joan was also relieved at the sight of her son returning home and returned to her own home.

"Let's go, my dear. We're drenched in the smell of alcohol. Why don't we take a bath together?"

Desire sparked within Fane as he raked his eyes over Selena's body, silhouetted by the dim street lights.

Although he was a man true to his principles, he was still young and only over twenty years old. Besides that, Selena was also his woman. Naturally he would have quite a few fantasies after not touching a woman for five years.

"You-I do a bit of good for you and you take it and fly off to the moon!"

Selena rolled her eyes at Fane. "Besides, we weren't that close before and yet you want to touch me now. Dream on!" she said. "You're only able to call me your wife now because of Kylie."

Cold sweat slicked over Fane's palms. He flashed a rueful smile. "I just suggested to take a bath together. I didn't say that I was going to touch you, my dear," he said. "Don't let your mind wander too far. I'm a respectable man!"

If Abner, Lana, and the other Gods of War were to hear him say something like that, they would probably be so shocked that their jaws would drop straight to the floor. Especially since it came from their respected master, who was a stone-cold killing machine on the battlefield, tearing through people as though they were paper.

Yet he was reduced into a grinning idiot who said ridiculous things before a beautiful woman.

"What the h*ll are you talking about? I didn't think about anything at all!"

Selena strode toward the inside of the house, face burning hot. "I'm going to shower first. You shower after I'm done. Don't even think about getting on my bed if I don't give you permission. Got it?" "Roger that, my dear. Don't worry. I'll obey your every command!"

Fane saluted her sharply, making her chuckle. Her smile was absolutely dazzling, even beneath the hazy street lighting.

"What a beautiful smile!"

Fane stood rooted to the spot after Selena went in, stupefied.

After a while, Fane went in to shower. When he returned to the room, he found Selena and adorable little Kylie curled up in bed, fast asleep.

He studied his wife as she sprawled across the mattress, her chest heaving in regular intervals. Most of her leg was exposed, the smooth, porcelain skin looking as though it might shatter to touch. The sight stirred something within him.

He bent down and gently stole a kiss on her cheek, then he quietly returned to his mattress on the floor.

However, Fane did not realize that she was not asleep. Rather, she was closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.

Selena's heart pounded erratically after Fane kissed her, afraid that he would attempt to do something else. Thankfully, the man quickly withdrew.

Selena had been drinking and soon enough, she slipped into actual sleep, feeling tired to the bones.

Fane lay on the floor, reflecting on everything that had happened over the past few years. A swirl of emotions filled his chest.

Just as he closed his eyes, he heard footsteps thundering toward his direction-and they were footsteps belonging to a sizeable group. It sounded like there were over 200 people!

He took a sharp intake of cold air and sat upright.

Fury flashed in his eyes. "You dare to make trouble even though it's so late at night and my wife and my daughter are already asleep?"

He immediately sprang to his feet, the thought clenching his heart. He carefully creeped out of the

room and went to the garden.

He sat beneath the enormous banyan tree in the garden and lit a smoke for himself.

Less than two minutes had passed when a group of people came toward his house, some of them with weapons in their hands.