I will Love You Forever - Chapter 137

They both got dressed and headed out. Ayla couldn’t stop laughing at Gerard’s outfit. He was wearing a football jersey anyone would think he was going to the field to play ball.

“Why? Is there something on my face?” he asked confused seeing her laugh as they drove to the location.

“Nope.” was her short answer but this didn’t make him feel any better.

“Then why do you keep laughing when you look at me?” he wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or not.

Ayla stopped laughing and folded her arms around her chest then looked at him with a serious expression. “Mr Gerard, where have you seen a man wearing a jersey

on a shooting range?” she looked at him seriously even though the laughter threatened to come out.

“Not just that, you’re wearing boots and a baseball hat.” she shook her head confused but with this weird sense of dressing.

Her husband was the boss when it came to dressing but what changed? Why the boots?

Gerard looked down at his boot and realized that it indeed didn’t make any sense but he didn’t want to admit it and found an excuse.

“Ah, these… These are just to prevent cold. And the baseball cap is to… make my vision better.” he smiled awkwardly.

“And the jersey?” she asked with her left brow slightly raised.

Gerard thought of what to say but couldn’t come up with anything. He had never been to a shooting range before so he wasn’t sure how to dress.

“Well, the jersey is loose and I wouldn’t want girls to gawk at this well-sculpted body if wear something fitted.” he wasn’t sure how he come up with that theory but it didn’t sound bad at all.

Ayla was speechless for a second then scoffed. “Ha…” she turned and faced the road. “Girls my foot,” she whispered to herself.

There was silence in the car and the only sound that could be heard was from the engine.

Suddenly, Gerard turned the steering and parked at the side of the road. Ayla’s brow furrowed but she didn’t turn to look at him.

Gerard leaned closer and looked at her closely but said nothing until she felt uncomfortable.

“What?” she turned and asked, confused why he was staring at her like that all of a sudden.

“Why? Is it wrong to look at my wife?” he asked, calling her his wife out of the blues.

She wasn’t sure she understood what this was all about. “Why all of a sudden?” she asked in a low voice.

Gerard stared at her eyes calmly for a while then answered, “Because you’re beautiful.”

This confession of his was unexpected and of all the things she was expecting him to say, this wasn’t even on the list.

Immediately after he said that he sat up straight again and began to drive again leaving her speechless.

She looked at him as though she was watching the zombie apocalypse. She wasn’t frightened by him but too shocked to even realize she was staring.

Soon, they got to the shooting range. It was a wide one and covered a far distance. This was just what she was looking for.

She got out of the car and ran on the field like a small child then ran back to Gerard hopping like a kangaroo. “Isn’t it just beautiful? When do we start? Where do we get the guns?” she was too excited and couldn’t even hide it.

Gerard smiled seeing her so happy and patted her head gently. “There.” he gestured to her where they had to go.

As they went, Ayla realized he wasn’t wearing the cap and boot anymore. He was wearing a palm shoe which revealed his beautiful nails. ‘Why is he so perfect? Even his nails are as beautiful as that of a child.’ Ayla couldn’t help but compliment them.

They walked to the point where the military men were gathered and Gerard talked to them for a while. It was surprising to Ayla that he had a cordial relationship with the people in the military.

“Wha? Is he well known to the point where even those at the military know him?” she wondered as she stood alone.

“You’re here alone?”

Ayla turned around startled by the unfamiliar voice she heard. “Ah… Good evening sir.” she greeted politely to a man who seemed to be in his late forties.

He nodded and looked at her as though waiting for something. “Ah… No. I came here with…” she tilted her head confused. She wasn’t sure what to refer to Gerard as. She wanted to say husband but wasn’t sure if she should.

“With…” he asked, pushing her to complete her sentence.

“Ah yes… I’m here with…” ‘Maybe I should just call him Mr Gerard.’ she thought

“I’m here with Mr…” she was yet to complete her sentence when she felt someone’s hand on her shoulder.

“Mr Khan…” Gerard greeted and the man looked at him with a serious expression.

“Well if it isn’t the prodigal son. I’m guessing you both came together…” he didn’t look angry but he didn’t look happy as well.

“Um. This is my wife.” Gerard casually mentioned and the man raised his brow slightly then looked at Ayla surprised. That was the first time he was showing an expression on his straight face that evening.

He looked genuinely surprised but this expression on his didn’t last for long. “I see.” he looked at Gerard for a while then spoke again, “We should catch up after you’re done,” he suggested and Gerard nodded.

He soon went away and we were left alone. “Who is he?” Ayla asked curiously as they walked to the place where their guns were kept.

“No one important.” he didn’t look happy to meet this person at all but he tried his best to conceal his dissatisfaction.

Ayla asked no more questions and just focused on what was important, winning the deal. If she won, she would get the opportunity to make any request and she already had one in mind.

Gerard was the first to pick up a gun. He passed it to Ayla, “Why don’t you go first?” he suggested.

Ayla took the gun and stood still. She raised the gun under the watchful eyes of the other military men and inhaled. She was about to fire a shot when she felt someone behind her assisting her to hold the gun.

She opened her eyes and saw Gerard standing behind her. Accidentally, she pressed the trigger and the bullet went off but didn’t hit the target.

On the scoreboard, it read ‘0’. She looked at the scoreboard and then turned to Gerard, “Hey, that’s cheating.” she wasn’t happy at all that she didn’t even hit the target at all.

“Why would a woman attempt to use a gun here?” one of the soldiers asked mockingly.

Another one chuckled and pointed out another important detail. “Her hands are too fragile to even hold a gun. Look how small they are.”

“She looks more like snow white than the green snake.” they all commented on how badly she shot.

Ayla could hear their whispers and sighed. She faced Gerard and pushed him back to his spot. “Why don’t you go first?” she suggested and he reluctantly nodded.

Gerard turned and looked at the soldiers. He didn’t say anything nor was his expression deadly but the temperature dropped unimaginably.

He stood in his spot and raised the gun. Before he could fire, Ayla said something that made him determined to win.

She leaned in close to this ear and whispered, “Don’t embarrass me. Show those jerks how well you can protect me.”

Ayla’s lips curved up in a devilish smile and Gerard didn’t know when she began to shoot repeatedly.

First shot, 9.

He cursed, “goddamnit”

Second shot: 10

Third shot: 10

10

10

10

10

Very good.

The screen displayed that Gerard did well.

“Woah… He is good. I don’t think he needs a bodyguard at all.” the soldiers praised Gerard for how good he was.

He turned to Ayla and winked. She raised a brow and looked at her gun, ignoring the praises she was hearing about Gerard.

“Stand there and pretend I’m your bodyguard. I’ll protect you from those bastards.” she pointed at the target and smiled like a little villainess.

Ayla raised her gun and inhaled. At that moment, nothing mattered to her except the target and her baby. Of course, the one on her hand.

She exhaled and fired six consecutive shots with her eyes closed. She didn’t bother to stare at the screen to know her shot then opened her eyes.

She looked away from her target and smiled sinisterly at Gerard then fired the seventh shot. BANG…

He looked at her with his lips slightly parted. There was silence in the field until the voice from the score display spoke, “Perfect!”

Someone from the crowd began to clap and soon, others clapped as well. Ayla scored perfect scores throughout.

Gerard could not tear his eyes from his devilishly amazing wife. She was too perfect for him to comprehend and that sinister smile of hers was something he was sure he would never forget.

“My wife is an amazing sexy bodyguard..” he unconsciously whispered to himself.