Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down

Matt grabbed the person by the wrist and threw them over his shoulder with just a little force.

"Ugh... Matt, that hurts..."

Lilian let out a grunt as she lay on the ground in embarrassment. She seemed to be on the verge of tears as she bit her lips, showing a pitiful look.

Matt gave her a hand and helped her up. With a frown, he said, "What are you doing here?"

She gently massaged her aching wrists and replied softly, "You've been back for so long, but you haven't even once visited me. Am I not allowed to visit you now?"

Matt went on to button up his shirt and answered, "I will bring Winona along to pay a visit to my mentor another day."

Lilian tried to cover up her increasingly bitter expression and stepped forward in an attempt to straighten his collar, but was immediately pushed away by Matt. "Lilian, I'm a married man."

Lilian wondered if this was a reminder for her to keep a distance between them in the future. She could still clearly remember the day when her father brought her the news of Matt getting married. It felt as though a needle had pierced through the heart. Now that she had confirmed the news from the man himself, the wound in her heart was cut deeper than before.

She had someone run a background check on that woman before. In her view, the woman wasn't exceptionally pretty but was at most just a woman with refreshing looks. She didn't think she was less gorgeous-looking that the woman. Moreover, her father was Matt's mentor as well as a helpful aide in the political scene. So why would he choose that woman over her when she was the one who had loved him for over ten years?

Suddenly, a tearing sound was heard. Lilian had ripped off her clothes in front of Matt, revealing her fair and soft skin.

"I love you, Matt."

Her mother had always told her to be reserved, especially towards men. She was taught to arouse men's desire yet be constrained at the same time to further set off their burning hunger for her. But she was wrong, and she regretted her decision before. If she had been a little more aggressive in her actions, perhaps Matt would not be deluded by that scheming bitch.

Swoosh! Matt immediately grabbed the bedsheet beside him and wrapped her around with it while berating her angrily, "Stop your nonsense!"

Lilian looked at him with tears rolling in her eyes and sobbed uncontrollably, "Matt, do you not know how much I love you? What is so good about that woman that you had to marry her?"

"Lilian, I have always treated you as my sister. Even if you strip yourself naked in front of me, I will not feel anything."

There were only two women who had a special place in his heart; one was his mother and the other was Winona. No one else could ever evoke his emotions.

Matt then raised his voice, "Mr. Lynch, the next time you let any random people into my office, I'll see through your resignation in an instant!"

Herman felt chills running down his spine when he heard Matt's words. He supposed that Ms. Lilian Tucker must have done something absurd to anger the general.

Not sparing the lady in the room another glance, Matt walked out of the room hastily.

"Get a set of women's clothing for her at once."

Herman felt an urge to gossip and was about to ask what had happened when Matt threw an icy glare towards him, "Do you think I'm a playboy who messes around with anyone?" Forcing out a smile, Herman thought, "Hmm, he would only mess around with Mrs. Snider anyway. And when he does, he would go on berserk mode."

When Winona reached home, she was a tad surprised to find the dress that Karen had prepared for her.

"The general has ordered me to fetch this from the boutique."

Winona reached for the white dress and put it on. She stood in front of the mirror to check herself out. The dress size was perfect and the dress exuded elegance and style, bringing out her fair and appealing skin. In that dress, she looked as graceful as a swan. She must admit that Matt had a unique sense of taste.

"The general has some affairs to tend to, so he would only reach the venue by eight. I will send you over first."

Matt had just returned to the country and was just awarded the Medal of Honor, so naturally, he was busy with a ton of work. It was more than enough for Winona that he could spare some of his time to accompany her to visit the Winston family.

Screech! Their car came to a stop in the Winston family's mansion. Sharon was running out excitedly from the mansion, but her face was soon to turn gloomy when she saw Winona coming out of the car. Furiously, she shouted, "What are you doing here? Get out of here!"

Winona examined her closely. Sharon who was in a sexy spaghetti strap dress and with heavy makeup on had obviously spent a lot of time dressing herself up. However, none of what she did could cover up her pale and feeble appearance. She had lost several pounds over the past few days; her cheekbones were oddly protruded, and her eyes were sunken. She appeared as if she had aged ten years older.

"Oh? Were you perhaps waiting for Benjamin? Looks like the Larson family have no use for you anymore."

Scrunching her face, Sharon had on her face a ferocious look. She plunged towards Winona while shouting hysterically, "This was all because of you!"

Before she was able to touch her, Sharon had already flown off with a kick from Karen. She stumbled and fell on the ground, looking hideous and unkempt like a living phantom.

At this moment, Christopher and Elizabeth made their way toward them.

As if she had found her lifesaver, she clutched onto Christopher's pants tightly and pointed her finger at Winona. "Dad, this wretch dared hurt me. Hurry! Get someone to beat her up and throw her outside!" Smack! Christopher flung her away off of his legs, "What a disappointment! Go and apologize to your sister now!" Elizabeth stood aside. Her heart was racing and hurting at the same time, but she did not dare to make any move. Sharon was dumbfounded. She could not believe the father that had always adored her had just slapped her. "Dad?"

"Apologize to Mrs. Snider this instant!"

She bit her lips tightly to the point where they were on the verge of bleeding. Glaring coldly at Winona, she refused to admit defeat in front of her.

Christopher raised his hand and was ready to slap Sharon when Winona said, "Mr. Winston, are you not planning to invite your guest into the house?"

She was not being pitiful of Sharon, but sick and tired of watching this pathetic show repeatedly. Besides, her grudge with Sharon had been going on for years and was not one to be resolved with a mere apology from her.

At once, Christopher welcomed Winona into his home passionately. He poured her a cup of tea and cut her some fruits himself as if he was a loving father.

If she was not the general's wife, she would have been treated in a strikingly different way. His pretentious attitude utterly disgusted her.

"Is Aileen still staying at the Willow Garden? I want to meet her."

"Don't worry. As long as you compliment the Winston family in front of Matt, I will be sure to treat Aileen well."

Winona felt a sense of revulsion at his words. Aileen was his daughter and he ought to treat her well. But now he dared to use her as a bargaining chip instead. His actions were sickening and shameless. "What a great father!", Winona thought sarcastically.

She did not want to speak a word further with him and hurriedly strode towards the Willow Garden. That was the courtyard she and Aileen had always stayed in. It was located in the southeastern part of the mansion where one would have a hard time finding it if they did not look closely.

Walking along the bluestone pathways towards the Willow Garden, she found her surroundings becoming more and more desolated as she approached her destination. Weeds were seen growing on the stony path; both sides of the walkway were filled with lush and green wild plants that were blooming with flowers, filling the environment with a nice fragrance.

Perhaps this was the only place where she could only fully relax. Fluttering her eyes close, she took a deep breath.

All of a sudden, a black figure came out of nowhere and plunged towards her. She opened her eyes instantly and bent over while swiftly taking a few steps back. However, the sharp dagger still managed to make a cut on her cheeks.

She had no time to wipe off the blood on her cheeks as she unleashed a flying kick towards the person who was charging at her. The figure fell to the ground with a loud thud and the dagger flew out of their grasp. The figure tried to crawl towards the dagger to grab it but was immediately stopped by a foot. It stomped heavily on the figure's hand, grinding against it vigorously.IIIIIIII