My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 205

Chapter 205 Use His Life To Protect Her

"All right," Genevieve answered with a smile as she watched them leave.

She turned off the television, and when she turned around to return to the room, she saw Patrick leaning against the room door. "Why didn't you make a sound when you came out?" she asked in surprise. "I just came out." Putting a fist over his mouth, he feigned a cough. "Let's head out and have some fun."

"Are you feeling better now?"

"These are all just scratches. I didn't get shot." Patrick shrugged as he spoke, looking extremely relaxed. "We've been staying at hotels or hostels since we left Jadeborough. It's quite stifling, to be honest." The woman didn't try to stop him, seeing that he wanted to head out so much.

The two of them quickly got ready and left the hostel.

The Torch Festival was a tradition among the locals. Many people in traditional clothes could be seen on the streets.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, happy that they were able to celebrate the festival.

There was a huge torch in the middle of the square, a raging fire burning at the top. It lit up the whole square and the faces of everyone there.

The fire burned so brightly that it outshined the street lights.

Men and women, the young and the old, sang and danced. The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement.

At the sight of such a lively scene before them, the passerby couldn't help but join in singing and dancing with everyone else.

Genevieve was also influenced by the festive atmosphere when she and Patrick made their way to the square. She smiled at the sight and said, "This is my first time participating in the Torch Festival. It seems so much more lively than the New Year."

Looking down at her, Patrick asked with a raised brow, "You're just standing there. Is that what you call participating? Come on! Let's go have some fun."

He took her hand, and they made their way through the crowd and toward the center.

"I don't know how to dance!" Genevieve said as she followed the man. "I don't even know what they're singing."

"You can learn if you don't know how to."

There were three circles of people surrounding the huge torch in the middle of the square. Having been dragged in by Patrick, Genevieve felt too shy to just leave like that. She could only brave it out and dance along with everyone else.

After dancing awkwardly for a while, she finally got used to the steps and could even sing along to a few lines of the song.

Patrick felt the warmth of the hand he was holding. Turning to look at her, he saw her smiling brightly as the firelight from the torch shone on her face.

That smile was etched into Patrick's heart.

His chest was burning. He wanted to hold on to that hand forever.

Looking at Genevieve's left ear, which couldn't hear a thing, he leaned in and said in a sincere tone, "I am willing to sacrifice my life for you. I will be loyal to you for the rest of my life."

When he left the military academy, he had taken an oath to be loyal to the country.

However, now that he had a woman in his heart, he wanted to use his life to protect her and pledge her loyalty to her. He would never betray her.

Genevieve could not hear him. All she felt was him breathing lightly on her cheek.

She looked toward the man, her eyes bright as she asked with a smile, "Patrick, what—"

Suddenly, a man squeezed through the crowd and grabbed Genevieve's arm, dragging her out of the crowd. Patrick's grip on her wasn't that strong at that time, and thus, she was easily dragged away. At the same time, a few men lunged at Patrick and started to throw punches at him in order to buy time for their companion.

Patrick's face darkened in an instant. He jumped and sent a flying kick at the men.

Right then, one of the men fired a shot. A loud bang resonated across the square, and the crowd started screaming while running in all directions.