Olivia struggled so hard that her thin back hit the bath wall hard, and she couldn't help but gasped. Evander nervously turned her over, felt heartbroken when he saw the bruise on her back, quickly wiped her body clean, carelessly wrapped himself in a bath towel, and carried her out.

He picked up some blood-activating ointment from the medicine box and gently applied it to her back: "How could you be so careless?"

Olivia sulked: "Anyway, as long as this body can meet your physiological needs, you care about my life or death?"

He smiled and blew at her: "I don't like corpses."

He rubbed her body and frowned, saying, "I don't see you gain any weight. From tomorrow on, you should digest at least half a pound of steak every day."

Does he treat her like a pig? She turned around angrily, and the two big balls in front of her were shaking because of her anger. He swallowed his mouth and said, "But the meat here is fat and I like it."

She was at a loss for words: "Evander, will you die if you don't play a rogue?"

"Idiot, it's not being a rogue with your own wife. It's flirting."

She fumbled and threw the pillow at him: "Get to sleep in the guest room!"

He grabbed the pillow with one hand, threw it hard on the ground and said angrily, "I have a temper too!"

He had been coaxed her well, how did she suddenly lose her temper? Women are really troublesome! This little mood came too quickly.

She just felt a bit wronged. She didn't care about a marriage with sex but no love.

"Get out!"

Evander turned and hurried away, but when he reached the door, he turned back, lifted the blanket and lay down on the bed, and held her tightly in his arms: "The bed is mine, the wife is mine, why should I get out!"

Her tone was full of grievance: "If you don't love me, why did you marry me? There are plenty of women to meet your physical needs, why did you choose me!"

It was because of this sulking that he sighed and held her tighter all the more: "Fool, am I the kind of casual person? How could I love you if I don't love you? Because I was addicted to love, I fell in love with you."

“……”

Uh... According to his theory of hooliganism, that makes sense.

In fact, she knew he had her in his heart, but she wanted him to say it himself, as if that would make him feel more at ease.

"I was touched to hear Aria say that you rushed all the way from the base to save me at the risk of offending your boss. In fact, when I saw you, my heart kept beating, Evander, I seemed to be slowly falling in love with you, this feeling... It's terrible."

It made her both happy and frightened.

But instead of his teasing, she heard his even breathing.

She turned her head and saw that his eyes were tightly closed and his forehead was locked. She couldn't help but raise her hand to smooth out the mountains between his eyebrows. Her fingers brushed across his handsome features, and a smile curled up at the corners of her lips. In fact, looking at him this way, his features were quite good-looking. His eyelashes were thick, his nostrils were straight and upturned, and his lips were bright red and thin. He seemed more beautiful than a woman. However, he always liked to put on a sour face, making people want to avoid him by three meters.

Evander had a regular schedule and was sure to get up punctually at five in the morning. When he got dressed and saw the quiet sleeping face on the bed, he couldn't help but drop a kiss on her lips. She gave a soft moan, turned her side slightly, and the blanket slipped down her slender calves, the gap in front of her was visible. He felt a burning sensation in his abdomen and let out a low curse, pressing her down hard.

Three hours later, Evander had a satisfied look on his face, and Olivia was lying on the bed as if falling apart, staring angrily at someone and cursing feebly, "Shameless, beast!"

He shamelessly kissed her goodbye: "Stay at home obediently, I'm going to train new recruits today."

It seemed that he was always busy, but where on earth did he get the good energy, and she could still be full of energy after the hard work, it was simply... Beast!

Jasper saw the beaming General slowly coming down from upstairs and immediately understood the reason why the General was reluctant to come down. Alas... Olivia is probably the only woman who can make the general break the routine again and again.

When Evander's car started, the manor fell silent again, for the general had ordered before leaving that anyone who disturbed the lady's rest should leave immediately.

The sun was scorching, but all the new recruits were in the mud, carrying heavy logs and undergoing harsh tests, while Evander's uniform was spotless. He was sitting in a bamboo chair, sipping coconut water contentedly, and Jasper stood beside him, respectfully holding an umbrella for him.

At last one of the soldiers shouted, "Report to the commander, I won't do it!"

Evander took off his sunglasses and raised his handsome arched eyebrows slightly: "Speak!"

"If it takes half an hour to cross the muddy river empty-handed, not to mention carrying this two hundred kilograms of driftwood, no one can do it!"

"But someone did it at the age of seventeen, and in just fifteen minutes," Evander gave a cold laugh.

The soldier looked incredulous.

Evander coldly threw his sunglasses aside, jumped into the mud, took the log from the soldier's shoulder, turned his head and laughed, "Go get me a coconut. I'll be back in three minutes to drink the coconut juice."

Then all the soldiers saw a scene of disbelief. Evander, like a dragon crossing a river, disappeared from their sight carrying the wood. After a moment, they heard a gunshot coming from the opposite side. They looked down at their wristwatches. It was exactly three minutes.

Jasper, with a haughty look on his face: "Are you convinced?"

"Ready!"

A deafening sound resounded through the camp.

"Then keep up with the general, no one is allowed to complain, and intensify the training!"

At that moment, a resounding song rang out, and each soldier had a kind of aspiration on their face to become a legend like Evander.

Hector, who had been waiting for a long time, saw Evander approaching and promptly handed him a towel: "Hehe, the boss will have to show off his skills in front of these new recruits all the time and surely leave them stunned."

"Say it! What are you looking for? '

"Mr. President has just arrived and looks rather bad. You'd better go and have a look right away."

Evander, without time to change his clothes, entered the office in his mud-covered uniform.

Everything was kept simple in the camp. The office was just a tent with a few chairs, a table and a wooden bed inside.

The president sat gracefully in his chair, sipping his coarse tea slowly, though he was sixty years old, his face showed no signs of weariness.

He frowned slightly when Evander came in, covered in mud. "You're now a general, and you're still so hardworking?"

Evander washed his hands clean: "Isn't that what you want to see?"

"Well, are you blaming me for sending you to the recruit unit?"

"I dare not."

"Well, let's get straight to the point today. Did you take these photos? Did you also send Freya's videos online?"

Evander, not denying it, just stared into his eyes and asked in return, "Could Mr. President have any knowledge about Jasper' intention to get rid of Olivia?"