Speaking of Gina, James Mason also felt a bit emotional: "She's been with you for four years, right?"
"Yes." Isabella's green eyes were full of laughter, "I told her, if we win this battle, I'll marry her."
"..." James Mason was silent for a moment, then nodded, "That's good."
Heading into such uncertainty, if they could return alive, it was indeed time to consider lifelong matters.
Thinking of this, his brows lowered, he lit a cigarette in the cold wind, and took a fierce drag.
The biting and choking taste of tobacco, along with the cold wind, invaded his lungs.
His younger brother...
Was really, really lucky.
He took his place, stole his love, and made him lose everything without reason.
Yet, what could be said?
Ultimately, it was just his bad luck.
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Isabella hummed a little tune as he returned to his bedroom.
He had been drinking, his fair face tinged with a bit of red, and from afar he could see Gina standing by the door waiting for him.
