"Who wants to hold a grudge with you? It's not like I'm bored." Nana Monty waved her hand impatiently, "Get out, don't bother me while I'm doing laundry."
"Honey, I want to take a shower, help me wash!"
"Get lost."
"Then let me help you wash. Look at you, sweating so much. Come on, come on, let's shower together."
"Pervert."
Nana Monty's face turned red with embarrassment as she playfully punched Jayden Maguire.
"Honey, I want it."
"In broad daylight? I don't want to..." Nana Monty didn't finish her sentence before Jayden Maguire pulled her into his arms.
Nana Monty punched Jayden Maguire again, "You're so bad."
Two days later, early in the morning, Jayden Maguire returned, getting off the plane with crutches, and his adjutant came to report.
"All hostages on the island have been rescued and are on planes returning home."
Jayden Maguire was delighted, "Great, is there anyone with the last name 'Hudson' among them?"
