Under the Light of the deskmp, Wesley was like a parent helping his child with homework. Whenever


    he saw a mistake, he pointed it out and made sure she corrected it.


    A half hourter, ir finally finished tranting all the documents. She stretched as she asked


    casually, “So what othernguages do you know?”


    As she began to clear the desk, he replied, “English, French, German,


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    Korean, Russian, Spanish and Arabic. But I’ve only earned high-level certificates for English, French


    and German. As for the rest, I know enough to get by.”


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    ir marveled and suggested, “If you retire from the military one day, you should be a high caliber


    trantor for the government or some multinational corporation. You could earn a fortune.”


    ‘He’s a friggin’ genius. He knows martial arts and eight Languages.


    There’s nothing he can’t do, ‘ she marveled in her mind.


    Wesley gave her a long look.


    “I’m not nning on retiring anytime soon.” Or anytime Later, for that matter. He was dedicated to his


    career.


    Seeing his serious look, ir shut her mouth.


    They went back to their own bedrooms. It was then that ir noticed a message from Joslyn. She’d


    sent it an hour ago.


    “Bless, your cousin booked a room for me. Room 616 at Orchid Private Club. 7 p.m. tomorrow.


    Be there or be square.”


    ir suddenly remembered that it was Joslyn’s birthday the next day.


    She quickly sent back a text to her.


    “I saw the message just now. So, who else will attend your party tomorrow evening?”


    “Only a few old friends and ssmates. Hartwell will take me out and celebrate my birthday at noon,


    because he can’t make it in the evening.


    We can enjoy ourselves without any disturbance in Room 616 tomorrow.”


    Joslyn hadn’t slept yet. It was clear that she was extremely excited from the detailed message she sent


    back.


    Hartwell was always as busy as Wesley. That was the reason why Joslyn couldn’t see her husband


    every day. Yet he always made it up for his absence in different ways.


    “No problem then. I’ll be off work at 5:30 p.m. I can reach there before 7.”


    Joslyn sent her the emoji with a flying kiss.


    “Sleep tight. Don’t stay awake overnight.”


    “Will do so. Good night then. See you tomorrow!”


    After sending the message, ir put away her phone. She turned off the light and closed her eyes as


    soon as her head hit the pillow.