Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down novel Chapter 27

After returning to the manor, Matt immediately sought a medical kit. He dipped a cotton swab into a bottle of disinfectant and then gently cleaned the wound on Winona’s face.

She slowly shut her eyes closed as she enjoyed the delicate care.

Illuminated by the light, her skin appeared as white and snowy as polished jade. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly like that of a butterfly’s wings, casting a shadow on her fair-skinned face. He couldn’t help but lean over and kiss the wound on her face.

A numbing tingling sensation crept from her face to the center of her heart. She stretched out her hand and pushed him away, “Are you sure that you are helping me to clean my wound?”

Grinning playfully, he lowered his forehead against hers. “Do you know that saliva is the most effective disinfectant?”

She was at loss for words. Before she could respond, his kisses had fallen on her face and neck like a heavy rain hitting the earth…

She was forced down on the bed by him. Biting her lips, she spoke with a trembling voice, “Matt, what…what are you doing? Weren’t you supposed to help me disinfect my wound?”

“Well, I’m doing disinfection of your entire body. Free of charge, by the way.”

“……”

Winona only felt that her body was split in half, but the bursts of delight washed away the pain she felt. She was like a flatboat drifting on the ocean, rising and falling as the waves rolled, wandering between heaven and hell in a trance.

When she woke up from her slumber, there was no one by her side. She had respect for the great stamina of the beast as he was still very energized the following day.

At this moment, she heard the banging sound of cooking pans and bowls from downstairs, with the screams of the servants mixed in between.

She hastily changed into a decent outfit and rushed downstairs. Looking towards the direction of the sound source, she grew speechless at once, astonished by the scene in front of her.

Mathew who was standing straight in the kitchen had his sleeves rolled up. He was in an apron and holding a cooking pan in his hand. Beneath his feet were shattered pieces of plates.

“You…What are you doing?”

Annoyed, Matt answered unhappily, “I didn’t expect that frying eggs is harder than remote shooting!”

Winona couldn’t control her laughter and was getting out of breath.

He roared angrily, “Don’t laugh, or I will kiss you!”

As expected, she stopped laughing immediately.

His brows knitted into a frown. Making big strides toward her, he suddenly held her face and kissed her domineeringly.

“Are you simply reluctant to let me kiss you? Hmm?”

Winona’s cheeks flushed into a crimson red as she murmured, “There are so many people watching us…”

When she raised her head, she realized that all the servants had already obediently turned around due to Matt’s deterrent power.

She helped him off his apron and put it on herself, saying to him while grabbing the frying pan in his hand, “Let me give you a hand.”

She was about to dump the burnt eggs in the pan when she heard him murmur, “I prepared it for you.”

Winona was amused by his words. “Do you expect me to eat this?”

He slipped his hands into the pockets of his pants, pretending to be calm and composed, saying, “I’m just reminding you that you must appreciate your husband’s efforts in the future.”

“You have no talent in cooking anyway. Don’t try to be a showoff again in the future. You’ll only be wasting the ingredients.”

“Who mentioned that? I’ve always known how to cook since I was young!”

She tilted her head and squinted her eyes at him. “Then tell me, what can you cook?”

He opened his mouth to answer her but quickly swallowed his words.

She suddenly recalled something he said before: he knew how to make a salmon rice bowl. But since his mother’s passing, he had never made one again. It was a wound scarred deep in his heart. She felt bad for Matt who had to go through such a horrible experience in life.

Placing the burnt fried egg on the plate, she forked it up and put it in her mouth. She resisted the urge to vomit and swallowed the egg. “Well, the aroma of the egg blends well with the charred smell. This is very Matt-like.

Seeing her trying hard to swallow the egg, a thought quickly flashed in his mind. He slid his fingers through her locks, holding her head, and kissed her good and hard. He finished the fried egg in her mouth and said with an unsatisfied look, “The taste is indeed pretty good. I will fry one for you again tomorrow.”

She wondered if he was talking about eating eggs or her.

Blushing from his words, she shoved him out of the kitchen. “Wait for me outside, don’t come in and cause trouble.”

She touched her flushed cheeks, turned around, and started cooking. After a while, a pair of big arms surrounded her waist and pulled her into an embrace.

“What's this about?”

“Winona, I love you.”

Her body trembled, nearly tossing the eggs out of the pan. Fortunately, he grasped her hand.

“Matt, I…I like you too.”

Other than his slightly rough and perverted character, Matt was indeed a perfect man. He was young, talented, and good-looking, always pampering and protecting her. How could she not fall for him?

But she felt that love was too much of a burden to her. She had even once mistakenly believed that she would never find love in her life. After all, she had always assumed that in this life, she would have to follow her destiny and get married to Benjamin, always having to be courteous with each other.

She was a little afraid of the sudden confession. She remembered her mother’s words: love is a dreadful monster, once she gets entrenched in it, she wouldn’t be able to extricate herself. Unfortunately for her mother, her experience with love came to a bleak ending.

Matt appeared to have read her mind, so he merely placed a gentle kiss on her earlobe and whispered, “It’s alright, I’ll wait for you.”

After breakfast, Matt answered a phone call and left in a hurry.

It was a Saturday, Winona initially intended to purchase something for when she visits Aileen. Just as she got out of her house, she received a WhatsApp message from Sharon, stating: Come to me if you want to know the truth.