Chapter 910: Chapter 910: We Want to Get Married, Please Approve, Chief...
"Laurant Foster, you lied to me!" Arnold angrily shouted, loosening her grip on Mark’s arm, and angrily hitting Mark’s chest.
While she was hitting Mark, she glared at him furiously, asking, "Laurant Foster, do you find it fun to deceive me like this?"
"No," Mark firmly denied.
After speaking, Mark reached out, grabbing Arnold’s small hand that was hitting his chest and continued, "I just enjoy seeing you worry about me."
Arnold was so angry she almost spat blood, "You!"
He enjoys watching her worry about him, isn’t he just teasing her!
Mark laughed quietly.
His handsome face wore a hearty smile, yet there was an undeniable warmth in his mischievous eyes, "Arnold, I’ve already fallen in love with you!"
Arnold, in a state of shock, somehow ended up being lightly hugged onto the bed by Mark...
Mark’s intense, deep eyes looked at Arnold, and he spoke in a husky voice, "Arnold, tonight I want you to become my girl..."
Arnold widened her eyes in shock.
She panicked, completely at a loss, and looked at Mark, speaking in refusal, "No, your injury..."
Mark laughed softly.
See, his girl always worried about him.
This kind of girl, wholeheartedly loving him and thinking only of him, how could he not love her?
"It’s okay, hmm?" Mark reached out to brush Arnold’s hair, and in a hoarse voice, he gently persuaded by her ear, "As long as you cooperate with me, everything is possible."
After speaking, Mark gazed heatedly at Arnold, asking, "Can you?"
Arnold was breathing heavily, looking at Mark with embarrassment, and said in a voice almost inaudible, "I, I...can’t..."
"Yes, you can!" Mark directly refused.
Arnold: "..."
Wasn’t he asking her?
Now that he asked, he doesn’t listen to her!
Mark reached out with a doting pinch on Arnold’s extremely flushed cheek, "Don’t be shy, my sweet girl, you actually want to, right?"
Arnold: "..."
When did she say she wanted to?
But, but...
Mark laughed indulgently, gazing seriously into Arnold’s eyes, "Sweetheart, I love you..."
As he spoke, he took Arnold’s small hand, placing it over his heart, "Here, now only has space for you."
Arnold was shocked.
She knew Mark already had feelings for her, and those feelings had deepened over the half month they spent together, but had she truly completely entered Mark’s heart and replaced another woman’s place?
Mark looked at Arnold, repeating in a very certain voice, "Believe me, now in my heart, there’s only you!"
Tears welled up in Arnold’s bright eyes.
She looked at Mark and nodded heavily, "I believe."
Time passed quickly, in the blink of an eye another half month had gone by.
Under Arnold’s meticulous care and companionship, after living for a full month in the small fishing village, Mark finally recovered and took Arnold back to the capital of M Country.
Returning to the capital of M Country, the first thing Mark did was to take Arnold to Sebastian Moore’s office...
Mark stood tall and straight, saluting crisply, then looked at Sebastian Moore, speaking boldly, "Reporting, Laurant Foster here to report!"
After speaking, without waiting for Sebastian Moore to respond, Mark then took Arnold’s small hand, speaking firmly, "Laurant Foster and Monica Moore are in love, requesting the commander’s approval!"
Arnold also looked firmly at Sebastian Moore, speaking up, "Monica Moore and Laurant Foster are freely in love, seeking the commander’s approval!"
Seeing them standing hand-in-hand, brimming with affection before him, directly requesting his approval and consent for their relationship, Sebastian Moore was instantly furious.
He stood up abruptly, his eyes like an eagle, fixating on the two before him, and slammed his hand on the table, "Approve what? Hmph!"
Then, without giving them a chance to speak or allowing them to respond, Sebastian Moore continued in a cold, stern voice, "Who permitted you to freely fall in love? You came back just to show me up?"
Anger was etched on Sebastian Moore’s face.
He glared furiously at the two, especially focusing on their clasped hands, "What sort of place is this, how disgraceful, let go immediately!"
Mark released the hand holding Arnold’s small hand.
Not because of Sebastian Moore’s rank, but because Sebastian Moore was Arnold’s father.
However, at the moment Mark let go, Arnold’s small hand decisively turned passive into active, grabbing Mark’s slender hand.
Arnold looked resolutely at her father, speaking logically and calmly, "Commander, Laurant Foster and I are unmarried and have the right to freely fall in love..."
Before Arnold could finish, Sebastian Moore curtly interrupted, "I disagree!"
Arnold looked at Sebastian Moore, speaking calmly, "As a commander, you cannot deny our right to freely fall in love. As a father, I hope you can give your blessing to your daughter."
Sebastian Moore: "..."
Indeed, as a commander, he could not refuse a subordinate’s legitimate request.
As a father, he also could not bear to see his daughter unhappy and would eventually agree.
But she was his only daughter, always held in the palm of his hand, never having suffered any grievance, and now being taken away by this brat?
And if not for this brat disliking Monica in the first place, there wouldn’t have been so many troubles afterwards!
Of course, him losing face wasn’t the main issue, the main issue was this brat deceiving away his daughter, previously even blind enough to dislike his precious daughter!
Sebastian Moore, filled with rage, looked at Mark and suddenly spoke, "Laurant Foster, although you successfully completed the mission and rescued hostages from Wilmer, the criminal Wilmer died..."
"It was his own doing, how can it be Laurant’s fault?" Arnold interjected.
Sebastian Moore’s cold gaze swept to Arnold, then returned to Mark, continuing, "Of course, it’s not your fault, it’s the criminal’s own doing. You did your duty and suffered a severe injury."
