The Supreme Soldier in the City

Charlotte, with a thick skin, giggled and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting for us, let’s hurry out and play now."

John Brown could only clear his throat and say, "Ladies, with all these swimsuits, I’m practically seeing stars."

Lucy Campbell laughed, "Yes, with so many beauties revolving around you, you’re so lucky."

Sunny Nguyen also chuckled, "You’re all beauties; I can’t say the same for myself."

Gina Lopez immediately said, "Who says that, Sister Sunny is even more feminine, something we can’t match."

Everyone turned to Sunny Nguyen. In terms of looks, Sunny Nguyen was not much inferior to this group of beauties, but her mature woman’s charm was incomparable to the others. Married women have a natural allure that comes from within; it’s not something they intentionally show but rather arises naturally. Gina Lopez had begun to have a bit of that allure too, but compared to Sunny Nguyen, she still had a long way to go.

Especially John Brown, when he was with Sunny Nguyen, felt many fulfillments with her, something Charlotte and Emma Campbell couldn’t achieve, or maybe in a few years, they could, but for now, they still couldn’t compare to Sunny Nguyen.

Feeling a bit embarrassed under everyone’s gaze, Sunny Nguyen touched her face and said, "What femininity, I’m aging and losing my luster."

Gina Lopez glanced at John Brown and said, "Haven’t you noticed that someone’s gaze is so intense?"

Everyone immediately looked at John Brown again, making him awkwardly cough, but he boldly said, "A graceful lady is something to pursue. With Sunny being so beautiful and dressing so sexily, of course, I’d take a couple more glances."

Sunny Nguyen felt pleased with John Brown’s praise, but doing so in front of so many people made her a bit guilty. After all, she and John Brown had that kind of relationship, but recently, since Gina Lopez married John Brown, she had distanced herself. Still, in her heart, how could she not think of him? On many lonely nights, she fantasized about being intimate with John Brown, but because she was older and had gone through a failed marriage, she found it easier to control herself.

"Auntie, Auntie, I want to swim now." Little Violet wasn’t interested in any of this and, seeing everyone out but not moving, became a bit anxious, shaking Emma Campbell’s hand.