Love Began with the First Meeting

Tompson turned around slowly, intending to take a look, but he could no longer see William's house from where he was standing right now. However, he did remember that there was an SUV in front of William's house, he just didn't know whose car it was. "Is Edgar here?" Tompson looked at a soldier on guard and asked him.

The soldier saluted him and answered respectfully, "Yes Sir, Colonel Edgar is here! He came back with Lieutenant Maggie Du, the Chief Officer's daughter."

Tompson rolled his eyes at the man. 'I didn't ask him about Maggie, why did he have to tell me that?' He became annoyed. If the soldier hadn't told him that they came back together, he would just have left after asking and satisfying his curiosity. But now he felt upset and disappointed. He stood around for a moment and eventually realized that he couldn't leave in peace now.

Tompson took out a notebook and a pen, and then he wrote down a few words and a phone number on a piece of paper before handing it to the soldier. He said to him, "Please give this to Lieutenant Maggie Du."

"Yes, Sir," the soldier responded respectfully and accepted the paper. Then Tompson left the compound where he had been raised. His father was involved in big trouble, which eventually damaged his whole family. However, he had become so careless that he thought it was too late to change anything.

Now Tompson decided to leave here, to leave S Army and the military medical clinic forever. Perhaps he shouldn't have had any connection with the military from the very beginning. It had been right for him to leave here in the past, yet his decision to later return appeared to be a huge mistake; because even though he had come back for Maggie, he didn't fight for her. As a result, he now had lost her. Was he really in love with Maggie? Or was he just feeling so lonely that he had mistakenly thought that Maggie could be the one who would clear up his loneliness?

He kept asking himself this question. However, even after he got into a taxi and drove far away, he still could not find the answer. Did he have feelings for her only because he was lonely? Or was he trying to convince himself that he didn't love her just so he would feel better? Tompson had always kept his emotions and feelings bottled up and never told anyone how he really felt. People usually thought that he was someone who didn't care about anything, yet in fact, they were wrong about him. He just didn't want to share his thoughts with others.

No one knew that he was leaving except for some of his colleagues from the clinic. Even William still knew nothing about his departing. Because William had come back home today because of Maggie and Edgar, he only found out the news when he saw Tompson's application for discharge at the end of the weekend. Even though he didn't want to approve his application, William understood why Tompson would make this decision considering what had happened to his family. But that would be a later story.

At this moment, the happiness in Maggie's house and the sorrow of Tompson's leaving showed a striking contrast. The men were drunk to the stage that they suddenly became best pals regardless of age and rank. Hana was very happy as well, and she was preparing a big meal with Maggie in the kitchen. They planned to have a hot pot tonight considering it was winter now. Besides, hot pot was easy for Maggie to prepare, because all she needed to do was get the vegetables washed.

"Look at you, what's the possible benefit for Edgar to marry you?" Hana complained while cutting the food, "You are so bad at housework, especially at cooking. I am quite worried about you. What will you two eat? Or will you live off take-outs?" "Hana, no need to worry about us," said Maggie, handing the cleaned vegetables over to Hana. "Edgar is super good at cooking!" Maggie couldn't help laughing. She then continued to praise her new husband, "He is definitely a better cook than you."

While Maggie was complimenting Edgar, Hana turned to Maggie wanting to scold her, without noticing the knife in her hand. Maggie instinctively took a step back when she saw the weapon; Hana only then realized that she was holding a knife, which she then quickly dropped as she scolded, "Look at you, how could you say that to my face? Have you no shame?"

"Why should I be ashamed?" Maggie pouted. "As long as there is one person in the family that can cook, then we will be fine. Besides, I have always wanted to learn how to cook since I was a kid, but i I was you and William who stopped me from learning." Looking at Maggie who seemed to be arguing in a reasonable way, Hana didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Do you remember that time... when I asked you to make tea eggs, you almost burned the entire house down! How could I risk asking you to cook again after that?"

Maggie threw her hands up in despair. "So be it."

Shaking her head, Hana signed helplessly and continued with the preparations for dinner. On one hand, Hana believed that it was very lucky for Maggie to have ended up with Edgar; on the other hand, she thought William was right about Edgar having always been Maggie's perfect choice.

The newly created family and Wilson all then had a big dinner which everyone enjoyed with great pleasure. They were so thrilled today that all of them had drunk copious amount of alcohol, except for Maggie. Wilson was completely drunk, while Edgar was remained slightly sober. After dinner, as Edgar was intoxicated and over the legal driving limit, Maggie had to take responsibility for driving him and Wilson back home. When they stopped at the gate, a soldier on duty saluted Maggie and handed her a note.

Maggie accepted it with a frown and put it in her pocket. She did not notice that Edgar was watching her with his brooding eyes. After she drove Wilson back to his home, they headed back to their apartment. The moment they stepped into the apartment, Edgar couldn't restrain himself any longer and pushed her against the wall. He asked her in a harsh and low voice, "Who wrote you the note?"

"Gosh!" Maggie groaned as she almost choked on the overpowering reek of alcohol from Edgar's mouth. She stared at him and complained, "How much did you drink?! I could get drunk just by smelling that awful reek from your mouth!" Edgar stared at her with his deep violent eyes. After a second, he leaned even closer to her.

Maggie didn't sense any danger from Edgar, because she still tried to push him away; however, Edgar was standing steadily like a mountain. No matter how hard Maggie pushed him, he didn't budge at all. Maggie couldn't help groaning, "Edgar..."

"What?" Edgar asked in a provocative tone, staring at her with an ardent look. At that moment, he felt an overwhelming urge to copulate with his beloved new wife. Maggie was like a small, succulent lamb, ready for slaughter in his greedy eyes right now, and he was desperate to consume her with his passion.

Finally, Maggie noticed that Edgar was not sober, and that his thoughts bordered on something evil, as she could feel something hard was pressing against her lower body. She then realized that she was in big danger right now.

"Uncle Three..." Maggie didn't dare move at all, and she whispered to him nervously, "Can you... Can you control your thing?"0000