Chapitre 893: It's not pity

Fig didn't idle around in the line and ended the call minutes later. Heaven, on the other hand, stayed in the room for a while, with her mind drifting elsewhere. When she came back to her senses, she pushed herself away from the couch and went out. 

Heaven first went to the backyard. This place was surrounded by acres of land, so even though rounds of bullets were fired, no one would come to check what was going on. Standing by the window where she could see the backyard, Heaven leaned her side against the jamb. She crossed her arms, eyes on her husband and Bear, who were practicing their marksmanship in preparation for their plans. 

"He said he had been sparring with Bear in his free time, but it seems he was being humble," she murmured, observing Dominic's stance and form while holding that type of weapon. 

A subtle smile appeared on her face, which disappeared almost immediately.