Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down

Chapter 82 Leave His Life To Me

She was at the President’s Office again. Myriads of thoughts were welling up in her mind. He wasn’t

the person that she respected and admired anymore. He was a murderer who abandoned his wife and

his children. He was a person who did everything he would to reach his goal. Today, she was here to

take revenge on behalf of her mother!

She fixed her dress and was about to walk in, but she was halted by the guards at the door, “Mrs.

Snider, I’m sorry but you’re not allowed in the President’s Office without permission.”

“Tell the president that I have something to discuss with him. I believe that he would want to see me.”

The guard hesitated but was afraid of her since she was the general’s wife. The guard walked towards

the booth and made a call. Soon, a bodyguard in sunglasses, suit and leather shoes walked over, “The

president invites you to come in, but first, we need to proceed with the usual security check.”

Winona handed his bag to him. She put up her arms and let him do the security check. Nobody else

except Matt knew where she hid the L'amore.

Matt once asked her jokingly if she knew where to hide her gun.

She gave him many different answers, but he smiled and shook his head every time. At last, he smiled

lovingly and asked if she had ever watched a James Bond Movie. “The women in the movie always hid

their weapons here…” he said as he slid his finger closer to the inner part of her thigh…

The bodyguard brought her to the president’s private meeting room after confirming that there was no

weapon on her, “The president is currently busy, please wait for a while, Mrs. Snider.”

After a while, Winona heard his footsteps. She touched her gun anxiously and tried to gather her

courage. She stared at the door with reddened eyes.

The president opened the door. He looked as gentleman as per usual, but right now, she wanted to

puke just seeing his face.

“Ms. Winston, are you here to see General Snider? Unfortunately, he took the day off today. He wasn’t

even at the army meeting today.”

She tried to suppress her anger and disgust. She stayed calm as she said, “No, I have some private

matters to discuss with you.”

He looked shocked, “What private matters?”

She glanced at the bodyguards behind him and asked, “Is it okay if we talked alone?”

He stared at her silently. He knew that she felt different today, hence he was being wary as well.

She smiled casually, “What’s wrong? Don’t be afraid, Mr. President, I’m just a meek woman, I can’t do

anything to you.”

He then laughed heartily. “How could a woman who dared slap me in the face be called a meek

woman?”

“If you didn’t indulge me, I wouldn’t have the guts to do something like that. To you, I am really just a

meek and powerless woman.”

The president smiled and waved at his bodyguards. The bodyguards had a worried look on their faces,

“Sir, this…”

“I’ll talk to Mrs. Snider alone. You guys keep a watch outside.”

“Yes sir.”

The president sat on the overstuffed chair and poured her some tea like the gentleman he was, “Ms.

Winston, are you here to talk about the wedding? Matt said that he wanted me to be the host of the

wedding.”

Winona glared at him wintrily and said, “Do you remember Gwendoline Simmons?”

Suddenly, he dropped the cup in his hand. It broke into pieces on the floor and made a loud noise. The

bodyguards rushed into the room and aimed their guns at Winona.

The president waved his hands at them again. He said with an odd look on his face, “Everything’s okay,

please leave.”

The bodyguards left and the president started to look at Winona carefully. He had a complicated look in

his eyes, “Do you know her?”

Winona scoffed, “You haven’t answered my question yet.”

He took off his black-rimmed glasses and wiped his tears away, “Of course I do, she was my beloved.

She was the only one that truly loved me. How could I forget her?”

He sure was putting up a good act, Winona thought to herself. She wouldn’t be tricked into thinking that

he was a person infatuated in love since now she knew about what he did.

He looked at Winona abruptly, “How is she doing right now?”

Winona said coldly, “She’s dead.”

He was taken aback, he then said gravely, “How could this be?”

He looked extremely sorrowful. He was crying and lost his usual dignified composure. He collapsed on

the table and cried silently. Suddenly, he felt something cold being pressed against the back of his

head, it was a gun. “Drop the act. You were the one that used and abandoned her. Stop pretending like

you’re sad. You disgust me!”

A gunshot could then be heard. The alarm in the President’s Office went off. Soon, police cars and

ambulances were there at the scene. The place was crowded.

Breaking news was showing on the television with headlines saying, ‘Attempted assassination of the

president, current situation unknown.”

The news caused chaos in Coscana. The election which was held once every four years just ended

recently. The government was in chaos, and some tried to take advantage of the situation.

The Winston family’s old mansion was in a celebratory mood. Elizabeth cooked and brought the dishes

out happily, “Dear, does that mean that our family is going to make it?”

Christopher’s eyes were filled with excitement, his face was flushed, “It’s all thanks to the silly girl who

helped us get rid of Abram Cohen, that wretched bastard.”

Elizabeth winked at him, “Dear, you’re the best.”

She swayed her hips as she walked towards him and then filled his glass with wine. She bit her lips

and winked at him, she was plenty alluring, “I made you some good stuff, please finish everything.”

Christopher got her hint and pinched her on the buttocks as he smiled, “You’re such a whore.”

She moaned and sat on his lap, “I’ll bring Sharon home tomorrow. It had been a while and she was

suffering.”

“Okay, if you say so, but keep an eye on her. It’s a crucial time for the presidential election, don’t let her

cause any troubles out there.”

“Don’t worry. But who are you nominating this time?”

Christopher glared at her disdainfully, “Can’t I nominate myself?”

Elizabeth yelped and jumped off him, “What? Are… are you running for president?!”

Christopher took a sip of his wine with a pleased look on his face, “I have accumulated wealth and

connections in the past years. Why can’t I?”

He was tired of being a bootlicker for all these years. It was not worth it and hence he was planning for

this day since long ago.

Elizabeth was delightfully surprised, “That means I would be the president’s wife in the future!”

“None other than you!”

“The brat Benjamin will have to come begging and lick Sharon’s ass soon.”

“For sure. By then Sharon could choose from elites and nobles from all over the country.”

Elizabeth slapped her thigh, “I should’ve said yes to the Larson family when they wanted a divorce

back then.”

She thought about it and decided to settle this matter first thing tomorrow. Ever since Andrew got

suspended, the Larson family was doing worse each day. She would be happy to head over and spit at

them.

In a hidden VIP ward in the Capital Hospital, the doctor looked at the patient’s condition and made a

rapid decision, “Put him on anesthesia right now, we need to proceed with the surgery right away.”

“The bullet is just 0.01 centimeters away from his heart. Even if we took it out, the blood would enter his

heart and block the arteries. He would die.”

“There are no successful cases as of now in the country, but the patient is very special. We have to

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Suddenly, someone barged into the room. A woman covered in blood grabbed a white coat and put it

on, “I'll do the surgery!”