Chapter 1393


    Chris was different from the other Hamerton heirs. He did not live at Hamerton Manor but instead


    bought a small vi not far from the city center. The ce was not huge, but he had kept it neat, clearly


    a trait gained from military training.


    More importantly, this ce was very close to Lena’s apartment, just a ten-minute walk away.


    Zuko chuckled softly.


    “Why are youughing?” Chris brought fruits and ground a cup of coffee for him. “Youe in with that


    weird smile, and it’s kind of scary coupled with your stern face!”


    Zuko patted his shoulder and gave him a look that said, “As a fellow man, I know what you’re thinking.”


    “I’m just thinking you don’t usually stay here, do you?”


    “Hmm?”


    “Lena’s apartment isn’t far from here!”


    “It’s not far,” Chris answered honestly. “I do go to her ce sometimes for a meal or something, but… I


    don’t feel like goingtely.”


    “Are you two fighting?”


    Chris nced at him and shook his head.


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    “Lena’s been researching diets for pregnant women recently.” Chris sighed helplessly. “She’s been


    cooking and making soup in the kitchen every day. When the food turns out good, she won’t let me eat


    it. She only gives me the dishes she thinks she messed up. I…”N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    Zuko had to press down on the corners of his mouth so as not to burst outughing.


    “I’m warning you! I’ll definitely hit you if you dare tough!” Chris red at him. “All because of your


    wife, I’m being sacrificed. If you still have a conscience, gough where I can’t see you!”


    Zuko’s face turned red from suppressing hisughter, and he could not speak for quite a while.


    “So, Chris…” He quickly changed the topic. “What have you been busy withtely?”


    “Let me show you!”


    Chris’ expression finally brightened a bit. He ran inside and returned holding something in his hand


    after a while.


    “What’s this?” “I’m giving Lenny a shot!”


    “Pfft!” Zuko was scalded by his coffee.


    Chris was quite excited. “Look, I did well with this pistol, didn’t I?”


    Zuko palmed his forehead and took a while to look up at what was in Chris’ hand.


    It was a small wooden pistol that was meticulously crafted. It was even more delicate than the rifle he


    had made for Lenast time, evident that he had put a lot of thought into it.


    “You’re nning to give her… a shot with this?”


    “Yes! I’ll ask her to choose between this pistol and the rifle. Then we’re going to y real-life special


    operations in the woods.”


    Zuko’s surprised gaze turned into one of pity, and he patted him before smiling. “Well, have fun!


    “Oh…” Zuko noticed the inscription on the grip. “There’s writing here?”


    “Yeah, it says Harding.”


    “Does everyone in your special operations unit have words on their guns?”


    “No!” Chris smiled. “Lenny has a small pistol, right? It was Pammy’s. Hers also has an inscription on


    the grip that reads Krys.”


    Zuko remembered that when Lina and Renee were abducted, Madame Krys had given them a pistol


    and saved their lives.


    Madame Krys’ name was Krystal Harding…


    Zuko squinted at the inscription on the gun’s grip and had a sudden realization.