In her past life, Willow Curling fled from him only to be betrayed by her so-called "true love" and best friend, ending up utterly alone with not even her bones remaining.
This time around, the battered scumbags could barely hold back their tears as they collectively petitioned Commander Blackwood: "Your wife is freakishly strong and ridiculously fierce—she beat us to a pulp! Are you gonna do something about it or not?"
Commander Blackwood scoffed, "My wife is a delicate flower who couldn't hurt a fly. You lowlifes dare frame her? Just wait till I deal with you!"
The scumbags gaped. "Commander, why are you running?"
The man, already mid-sprint, grinned like an idiot. "My wife's five seconds away from catching me."
Having exacted her revenge and settled old scores, she wanted to win Nathan Blackwood back—but the man was faster than a jackrabbit on the run!
