Chapter 1701
In the end, Zoya lowered her head and collapsed little by little. Her hand fell from his shoulder little by little. She sobbed. "You said before that... you would wear a military uniform and marry me. I have been waiting for you to realize this sentence."
Even though he was as hard-hearted as steel, he could not remain indifferent when he saw his beloved woman cry.
Ragib's heart beat twice, and his heart was filled with a sense of injustice.
It was impossible for him to forget his oath.
Looking at the sad Zoya, he knew that he had to give her a reason, a reason for her to agree to his retirement and change her career.
He took out a cigarette and put it between his lips. He lit it and took a drag. "If I said that I was injured when I went back to South Africa and had no choice but to retire, wouldn't you stop asking this question?"
Zoya suddenly raised her head and looked at him. "What did you say?"
"If you want a reason, I've already given you a reason." Ragib said, "You go back first. I'll come to you when I'm free..."
"Where are you injured? Let me have a look!" Zoya hurriedly grabbed him and said.
Ragib frowned. "You don't have to see it. The doctor has already seen it."
"No! Let me have a look!" Zoya wanted to take off his clothes to have a check. "I am a doctor. I can definitely understand how your injury is. Why didn't you tell me that day?"
Ragib couldn't stand this kind of pull in the end. He shook her hand and asked with a gloomy face, "Can you respect me?"
Zoya took two steps back and looked at him in a daze.
"He actually... got rid of me?"
Ragib tidied up his clothes and said, "Well, I've already said it. I didn't tell the public about it, and I don't want you to mention it. Although I'm the boss of the security and security company, I'm also a chief coach. I'm now responsible for training elite security guards for this company. If you have nothing to do, I won't accompany you."
Kaul and Paul, who had been standing by the side, walked up and said carefully, "Miss Zhan, you'd better go back first..."
Zoya clenched her hands and looked at Ragib for a while.
"He's injured?"
"If that's the case, I'll retire with you," she said.
"No!" Ragib suddenly turned hostile. "You must go back to HN and stay there. You can't follow me now!"
Zoya looked at his cold face and finally laughed. "You can let your former guards retire with you and follow you to this company, but you don't allow me, your fiancee, to stay with you?"
Ragib turned back and continued to smoke.
In the end, Zoya picked up her bag on the ground and took a deep breath to calm herself down. "But, what I do has nothing to do with you. If you keep avoiding me, I will really break off the engagement with you."
She slammed the door of the lounge and left.
Ragib rubbed the space between his eyebrows in annoyance, but in the end, he still didn't catch up, because so what?
Kaul and Paul hurried up and said,"Young Master, you've made a big fuss, haven't you?"
"What if Miss Zhan and the Zhan family really break off the engagement? Why don't we go and get her back?"
Although they didn't know why Ragib suddenly retired, they believed that there were inside stories and unspeakable situations.
As the loyal guards of Ragib, they just needed to follow him. If they couldn't ask, they wouldn't ask.
"Why did you get it back?" Ragib said coldly, "Stay here with me?"
Kaul and Paul slowly lowered their heads.
"Let her be quiet for a while," Ragib said.
Kaul suggested, "By the way, Miss Zhan likes the cake of the 'big white rabbit' the most. Young Master, do you want me to order a box for you?"
Ragib thought for a moment and nodded silently. "Go ahead."
"Yes."
Kaul went to make a phone call.
Paul asked Ragib with concern, "Young Master, what if Miss Zhan was impulsive and really ran back to Area H to apply for retirement?"
Ragib snorted and said with a smile, "Even if she applied, someone has to approve it, right?" After that, he took out his mobile phone and made a phone call to the H country. "Send me a message that no one is allowed to allow Zoya to apply for retirement!"
After the explanation, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other side to answer Ragib.
If he retired, his prestige would not be guaranteed!
The cold wind blew on the training ground outside, and the coach were training the first batch of newcomers. In the cold air, the water from the pipes were almost frozen on their bodies, but no one fell down, still standing with perseverance. As Ragib said, the quality of the more than 60 people he chose was excellent!
20 minutes later, Kaul finished ordering the cake. "Young Master, we've already booked it on the phone. The cake will be delivered in the afternoon."
Big Bai had to order the free cake in person. Because Ragib was an old customer, the shop gave him a special case.
Ragib nodded and said to Paul, "Let them rest for ten minutes and enter the next training project." In the field of training, Ragib had never shown mercy, because if he didn't fight to the death during the training, he would die.
"Yes."
After Paul went out, Ragib looked out with a heavy gaze, and the person he saw in South Africa floated in his mind. "No matter what, we must train a group of strong troops as soon as possible."
After Zoya drove away from the training base of the National Security Company, her cell phone rang in the car.
She took a look and found that it was her mother again.
Zoya was still immersed in Ragib's words just now, thinking about the possibility of his injury. According to his reaction when she pulled him just now, he must have not suffered any serious injury, at least it was not an injury that would affect his actions.
But how could it not be a big injury? If it would not affect his skills, why would the superiors agree to his retirement?
Or... was he injured internally?
Thinking of this, Zoya frowned and began to worry again... "Was Ragib really injured?"
Zoya glanced at her mobile phone, which was still ringing. She pressed the answer button and the handsfree button. "Do you want to call me in this way?"
"Zoya? Are you all right?" Mrs. Zhan's anxious voice came from the phone.
"I'm fine. I'm fine," Zoya said.
"Why didn't you answer the phone these days?" Mrs. Zhan scolded angrily. "Do you know that I'm ready to go out to Michael to find you now?"
"Hey, don't, don't, don't, don't." Hearing that her mother was coming, Zoya quickly stopped her. "I... I'm very busy now. I don't have time to receive you when you come. You'd better stay at home. Just tell me on the phone."
"What do you want? Haven't you been hiding at home these days? When you called District HN, they also said that you were on leave." Mrs. Zhan said sadly, "I'm afraid that you can't stand the stimulation and will take it too hard..."
"No." Zoya expressed that although she was very angry and sad, she was not too impulsive. "I know what you want to say. I don't know how to answer you."
Hearing that she was indeed fine, Madam Zhan heaved a sigh of relief.
On the phone came the sound of him asking Sister Hua to move the luggage out of the car again. Zoya heard him and said, "Hello? Mom, are you really ready to come here?"
"What do you think?" Lady Zhan said angrily, "I only have a daughter like you. If you don't have any news and can't get in touch with her, then why don't you say I'm in a hurry?"
Zoya shrugged. "Don't you... have that daughter, Zhan?"
"Don't mention Zhan, okay? You can't even solve your own problem." Mrs. Zhan sighed sadly. "Although Zhan has been expelled from the 'G threatened' area, she has been sent to the Imperial Hospital by your father. Isn't she better than you?"
Zhan went to work at the hospital?
Zoya sighed again. Sure enough, she was Commander Zhan's own daughter. It was impossible for her to ignore her.
However, forget it. Anyway, she didn't want to care about Zhan's affairs. As long as her step-sister didn't provoke her in the future!
"Well, well, well, forget about her. I just said that you don't have to worry too much about me," Zoya said, "After all, I'm no longer a little girl. I can take care of myself."
"Yes, you're not young anymore, but you're not married yet."
"And your fiance has retired before he married you!"
Zoya's mouth twitched. Although what she said in front of Ragib was one thing, she had to speak up for him in front of her mother.
"No, he just... can't marry me for the time being."
"In another seven or eight years, I'll marry you after you become an old lady?"
"Mom, look at what you said... I didn't say seven or eight years." Zoya's voice became lower, because she was not sure herself. "Maybe one or two years."
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