“This world is too dangerous. I want to give you a home. Tyne, I feel sorry for you. Stay, stay with me, okay?”
I didn’t know if it was because Jeff’s red eyes were too sincere at the time, or if the words he said were too touching.
When he asked this question, I nodded for some reason.
From that day on, I tried my best to leave the organization, hiding my identity and stopped by Jeff, fantasizing about having a home with him.
And the bullet was made into a necklace by Jeff and he always carried it with him.
“This bullet will tell me at every moment that Tyne is the love of my life.”
But now, he clearly knew the meaning of the bullet, but still gave it to someone else.
Then it was time for me to leave.
Jeff finally went home at noon the next day.
There was a business cocktail party this afternoon and he came back to pick me up.
I looked at the clock on the wall and it was still a few hours before the boss sent a car to pick me up.
I didn’t want to arouse Jeff’s suspicion and cause unnecessary trouble later.
I nodded, changed into a dress and accompanied him out.
I followed Jeff, holding his arm and drank decently at the banquet.