A VALIANT HUSBAND

CHAPTER 1

"Dam it! What the hell is going on?

Are we gonna get robbed?"

The Gobi Desert on the Border

West, an old bus

to the old airport nearby.

There are some passengers who

on board the plane, which

most of them are sleeping

soundingly.

Suddenly, the scream

worrying sounds and

wake everyone up.

All they see is

many tanks and armored vehicles

steel that pursues relentlessly in

behind them.

"I've been driving the bus

for half my life, but

I've never experienced

such a situation before!

Wh-what is going on? "

The driver is a man

middle-aged bald. Thirst

sckarang is covered in sweat, and

his thin shirt is stained with sweat.

"There are only a few of us in

this bus. They are impossible

robbing us, right?"

"We stay calm. Don't

recklessly. If you are

offend them, though,

consequences are not

imagine it!"

Everyone panicked and

talk about it hot.

This place is near

borderline. If these people

they will attack them, they

will die without a trace...

Just when everyone is so

nervous, motorcade in

the back of the bus suddenly slowed down

and stay a little far away.

Vehicle not approaching.

At the same time, someone

leaning his body out

from one of the armored vehicles.

She was dressed in camouflage and

salute with expression

steel on his face.

Meanwhile, a man

handsome with bright eyes

sit in the bus seat and

mumbled with dissatisfaction,

"This motherfucker! I'm just gonna

go home. They won't

let me go with

chill out! "

he then pulled out his phone

and send that text message

very brief.

"That's you!"

In another tank, a young man

he held his cell phone and

seeing a tall man and

the mighty in front of him with shame.

"Captain, sir wants us

get lost.."

"Because he wants us to get lost,

then let's go..." That man

smile awkwardly. Him

straighten his face in seconds

next and ordered,

"Everyone, back!"

He then looked back at the bus

after issuing the order.

He could not resist

no murmuring, "Master, we

will be waiting for you to come back!"

After he saw the motorcade

go, Cyril Langley turned around.

As he stared at the photo

his hands, his eyes were firm

wobbly and then suddenly

become soft.

In the photo, there is a woman

very beautiful and cheerful

leaning on a man.

She is beautiful and has a smile

bright on his face.

The whole world is dim compared

with him.

The man looks the same

dignified and have

a good smile on his face.

But behind that smile, though,

people can see that he

feel inferior.

"Vivi, how are you?"

Cyril smiled bitterly

look at the woman in the photo.

At that moment, they were falling

Love's.

But one is a spoiled princess

from a rich family.

While the other one

it is the poor who are not

got nothing.

That's that relationship

destined not to be blessed

by many people.

However, they ignore

everything and secretly

registered their marriage.

The pressure from the family came again

and again.

After being ostracized by family

Vivian Jenkins and experienced

an unexpected accident

in his own family, Cyril

choose to leave without

say goodbye.

He began his military career

dangerous and uncertain.

Now that he's back

with victory, he,

anyway, a bit hesitant.

He doesn't know how

the reaction when they meet

any more.

Cyril chuckled at him

by oneself.

Cyril got off the taxi nearby

famous buildings in Quinston.

There were several villas in front of him.

Memories about that place

his knowledge is soaring in

his mind when he returned

that spot.

He stepped inside

the deserted villa estate and

stop in front of one.

This is where he lived before.

"Mr Winger, you should drink

any more. Today, we're going to get drunk!"

Once he entered the villa, he could

hearing a rowdy toast session at

courtyards.

Cyril knew who that man was.

He's Vivian's father, Zachary

Jenkins.

"You should drink all of them. I

also have prepared Lafite's crate

1982 years. Today, we must

drink fully!

"When I got engaged to 1

Vivian in two days, you will

to be my parents. And

difficulties your family faces

it will be mine. I'm gonna

help you deal

everybody!"

At a table in the courtyard, a

a handsome young man wearing

Rolex on his wrist

raise the glass and

toast to a man

middle-aged, who smiles

back him.

Even though his hair is now

impeccably gel, beak man

that old man must be pretty handsome in

his youth.

Across the street, a woman

middle aged slim and

high is also radiant.

They are very satisfied with the candidate

this perfect daughter-in-law.

"Will you be engaged to Vivian?"

his inner.

Hearing this, Cyril, who was

outside the door, suddenly

frowning and

clenching teeth.

He broke down the door with

loud bang!

The sound of loud impact immediately

dampen the crowded atmosphere in

that page.

Everyone looks in the direction

doorway.

"Who's that...

Zachary suddenly stood up from

his seat and want

scolding Cyril, who just

barging door.

But before a word comes out

from his mouth, he stopped

abrupt.

hary looked at Cyril, stunned.

The useless man

disappeared six years ago

really have returned.

Her mother-in-law, Jessica Levin, too

stand up. After realizing that

that's Cyril, he's starting to scold her.

"This is you! Ye

good-for-what! I didn't

see you during

for years. I thought you were

died in some trenches

the smell!

"Why did you suddenly come back

now it? Do you want to

borrow money from us again?

Great opportunity!

"Right now, soon, go as far

in all probability. Get rid of you!"

He keeps berating himself.

However, Cyril remained silent and

just glancing from the corner of his eye.

Vivian, the woman he missed

every second, there is nothing in between

them.

"You hear that? Our family

not welcoming you! Why

you still standing there?

Get rid of you!"

Seeing Cyril not responding,

Zachary pointed at the door and

yells.

Cyril slowly lifted up

his head and looked at him with

resolute eyes.

He then asked with

cold, "Are you going

marry Vivian?"

He shifted and directed

his view on youth

with Rolex.

With Cyril directing

he looked at her, Charles

The winger felt a little

snugly.

As descendants and

the sole heir to the Winger

Enterprise, nobody's in

the whole Quinston was brave

looking at him like that.

"Are you the one who

borrow S100,000 from

The Jenkins and later

leaving Vivian without her

say goodbye?"

Charles slowly stood up

sat him.

He was familiar with Cyril.

At that time, Cyril was quite lucky

to win Vivian's heart.