Rhode Island Park Project

Their lips finally touched each other. Even the stern and serious instructors and soldiers who had been on the battlefield had soft lips and their kiss was awkward and clumsy.

"Thanks a lot."

When Dubin came back from his trance, he heard only a gentle whisper.

Her eyes trembled, her heart beat faster for no reason, and she didn't dare to continue looking at the gentle gaze of the man in front of her.

"it is my responsibility."

She dropped her eyes evasively.

If the doctor falls, who can shoulder the expectations and future of so many people?

So she must protect the doctor's safety.

Luo Hang did not reply.

He just smiled at Doberman, who was not sure whether he was looking at the tip of his shoe or the carpet, then opened the back door and got out of the car. He walked towards the lighted gate where the butler was waiting, leaving the car behind him and the figure and gaze hidden in the window in the shadows.

[Increase of Operator Trust]

杜宾

Current trust: 133 (2↑)

? 134

Just one step away...

It must be admitted that his kiss with Dubin was mixed with too many things, and Dubin was not as innocent as a high school girl, so she was still thinking and wandering in complicated emotions.

only,

There's probably never been much true, pure love in this world. Just like the trust Tallulah and Kel'tsit had in him, which far exceeded the highest standards, it wasn't just love, but it never affected their relationship and closeness.

The only thing he could guarantee was that once Dubin chose to believe him, he would not let her down.

But he has no control over what the final outcome of this choice will be.

"Mr. Luo Hang."

The elderly housekeeper stood by the door politely until Luo Hang approached, then she politely took the initiative to greet him.

"The Earl is already waiting for you."

"I am looking forward."

He gave a polite smile that also held a hint of genuine anticipation.

The housekeeper smiled back.

"The Earl will surely be pleased to hear your words."

"I hope so too."

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly as he followed the housekeeper into the brightly lit Earl's mansion.

After passing through the familiar route, he still arrived at the same restaurant. He saw the noble countess sitting in front of the glass curtain of the wide floor-to-ceiling window, quietly facing the dining table.

The housekeeper who led the way took her own leave, and he also smiled broadly.

"Good evening, my Gertrude."

Chapter 82 Fate & Night

"You're really welcome."

The Countess, sitting before the glass curtain of night, turned her head and gave him a reserved yet elegant smile. "It seems that compared to my first impression, this is your true self."

"First impressions are often lies, aren't they?"

He smiled carefreely and walked towards the dining table without the Earl's invitation, continuing casually, "Men are good at lying, but it seems women are the same. This world is so interesting."

"It seems that your concept of fun is different from that of most people."

"Is that the same as you, Gertrude?"

He sat down opposite the beautiful and noble Countess, smiling and looking directly into her amber eyes that exuded majesty and sharp side glances at women.

The answer he got was an ambiguous smile.

"Let's eat first. It's getting late now. If we delay any longer, Mr. Luo Hang will starve."

Gertrude spoke slowly, but did not pick up the cutlery immediately. Instead, she glanced at the food already on the table, then looked at him again, and then slowly reached out for the knife and fork.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Any questions?

He also took a look at the food in front of him.

Uh, what an ancient potion... Can't those guys develop something new on their own besides this rare antique?

While complaining in his mind, he casually picked up the fork and poked a piece of shrimp into his mouth.

I don’t know how long it has been there. Fortunately it didn’t go bad, otherwise I would have ruined a nice and luxurious dinner.

Seeing Luo Hang's simple and rough behavior, Gertrude, who had just picked up the cutlery, couldn't help but pause.

She was a little doubtful whether Luo Hang had noticed her hint, until her eyes met those dark and deep eyes, she felt relieved.

But in this way, when it was her turn to speak, her mood became complicated for a moment.

If we eat these things, the situation tonight will be out of control.

The only thing worse than a bad ending is knowing what the ending will be and then having to watch it happen.

And now she seemed even worse than before.

She had to take the initiative to put shackles on herself so that she would have nowhere to escape when the end came.

Ah--

The complexity of this moment was only a moment after all. Gertrude picked up a piece of steak with a fork, just took a closer look at the food in front of her, and then quietly put it into her mouth, chewing it slowly and with extra force.

She seemed to be savoring her fate.

Born into a family of earls that was at its peak under the Witch King, they enjoyed luxury and glory that countless others could hardly reach or look up to. However, as if it was a price to pay, the glory suddenly disappeared with the fall of the Witch King.

Her father was investigated by the Queen's Voice because of his glory under the Witch King. As a result, he was killed by the Witch King's remnants when he wanted to give out the people behind the scenes. Her brother was unable to meet the needs of the Witch King's minions, and sooner or later he would end up like his father, so she simply helped him.

The Strollo family had done many evil things when they were the most popular earls, and she was just a person who killed her own family. It was probably not surprising that she had such an ending.

However, the shadow of the Witch King's minions, which has been hanging over the entire Strollo family since her father, is finally coming to an end.

A feeling of pleasure welled up in her heart.

That was something that neither her father nor her brother could do, but it would soon be achieved in her hands.

To prove her ability, to prove that she was stronger than her father and the cowardly brother whom she had buried with her own hands, she did not know whether this was meaningless self-satisfaction or an excuse and self-comfort for the memory of her brother's eyes that were still open after death, but this was all that remained in her life.

From the moment she killed her brother with her own hands in order to survive from the shadow of the Witch-King's minions, she was destined to be unable to escape all this.

Without a fight with the Witch King's minions, she would never be truly free, no matter how far she ran.

This is true even though the freedom she seeks may only belong to the soul after death.

"..."

This is the source of Gertrude's hatred and desperate revenge against the remnants of the Witch-King.

"You've had a bit too much to drink, Gertrude."

Luo Hang quietly looked at the noble countess whose cheeks were still slightly flushed.

The usual majesty and sharpness had completely disappeared from Gertrude at this time, and now only amazing charm emanated from this mature and beautiful woman.

A bit of the Earl's majesty and grace that is deeply rooted in his bones remains in the corners of women's eyes, like a catalyst that makes beauty even more breathtaking.

"Shouldn't this be what you expect, Mr. Luo Hang?"

Gertrude gave him a charming smile and said, "I am just a poor little earl, but I cannot refuse the request of Her Majesty's distinguished guest."

Gertrude leaned on the corner of the table, her mature body staggering as she stood up from her chair. She swayed and leaned on his shoulder, whispering in his ear with the smell of alcohol and heat:

"Dinner is almost over. Could you please take me to the bedroom to rest for a while? Hehe..."

The close distance could not block the pressure and rich fragrance brought by the mature and hot body.

He generously extended his arms to half-embrace the noble countess's soft, mature body and waist, then stood up from his chair with a smile on his face.

"My dear Gertrude has invited me so kindly, how can I refuse?"

“Huhu~”

Gertrude laughed softly and pointed him in the direction of the bedroom, not caring about the ambiguous contact in his arms, as if she was really drunk and unconscious.

Following Gertrude's instructions, he pushed open a door on the third floor of the mansion. The first moment he entered, his eyes were attracted by the luxurious classical aristocratic bed in the room, which was decorated with gold edges and exquisite patterns.

"No one here can hear our conversation, okay?"

He bit Gertrude's furry ear and spoke ambiguously.

"Then what are you going to do, Mr. Luo Hang?"

Gertrude's mature and fiery body did not leave his arms, but asked him with seductive eyes.

"Sleep here for one night?"

He said teasingly.

"I don't have the confidence to act like I would after spending a night with you. After all, I don't have that kind of experience. So..."

The noble Countess leaning on his shoulder raised the corners of her rosy lips and said, "You don't have to be so hypocritical anymore."

"oops,"

He smiled and moved his hand that was placed on the Earl's waist, and his fingertips brushed across the plump thighs of the majestic and noble Countess.

The delicate and smooth high-end black stockings exude warm heat and a soft and full touch, which makes people's hearts sway.

"Then I won't be polite, will I?"

He chuckled softly and approached the stunningly beautiful Countess. The mature woman raised her hand to lift her temples, raised her head gracefully and offered her red lips.

……

……

"Oh, by the way, did you forget to play music?"

"How do you know—"

"Not only do I know it, I can also use it, okay?"

Looking at Luo Hang's refreshing smile, Gertrude's expression changed for the first time tonight.

"Wait, Mr. Luo Hang?——!"

Chapter 83: The Beloved She-Wolf

Luo Hang woke up very early the next day.

The sky outside the window was still dark, and Luo Hang, lying on the luxurious and soft bed, had already opened his eyes.

If someone saw him leaving the Earl's residence so early in the morning, some unpleasant rumors would inevitably spread.

It doesn't matter to him, but for the Earl, some rumors may not be so pleasant to hear.

He lowered his head and kissed the mature and graceful Earl in his arms. He looked at Gertrude's slowly opening amber eyes and whispered softly:

"It seems you didn't sleep very well, Gertrude."

"Being able to fall asleep occasionally is already a happy thing for me."