Awakening the War God novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Taking Pictures

Gabriel took a taxi to Oakheart Manor.

It was like a paradise on earth, with the largest villa belonging to Matilda.

The security was tight, but Matilda had arranged for someone to wait in advance and smoothly brought Gabriel into the villa.

As soon as he entered the villa, Gabriel was dazzled by the luxurious decoration.

The decoration made it feel like stepping into an ancient castle.

He didn't like this style at all.

Especially the paintings covering the walls, apart from showing off, they looked ugly.

He preferred the ancient style of Dragon Kingdom or some simple and plain decorations.

Matilda was sitting on the sofa, wearing a white, silk nightgown, her disheveled hair adding to her charm.

Seeing Gabriel, she stood up and smiled. "Mr. Gabriel, you made me wait too long!"

"Uh..." Gabriel looked at Matilda and laughed. "Why did you wait for me? I left during the day because I noticed your bloodshot eyes. You understand my intentions and stayed up instead of resting."

Matilda smiled tenderly, her dimples appearing.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Gabriel. I took a nap in the afternoon and felt much better. Shall we go to my room and chat?" she said softly.

She didn't know if Gabriel was speaking the truth.

But his tenderness touched her.

"Huh?" Gabriel was taken aback.

What was going on? Inviting him to her boudoir?

Just a few hours apart, this woman suddenly revealed her true nature.

He straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and said seriously, "You know me. I'm a gentleman. But considering your enthusiastic invitation, I'll accompany you to your room for the night."

Matilda led the way, and they soon arrived at her room on the third floor.

As soon as he entered, a faint fragrance wafted through the air, lingering at the tip of Gabriel's nose.

He took a quick look around and felt somewhat puzzled.

Matilda's boudoir was quite different from what he had imagined.

He had thought that, just like the decoration in the hall, her room would be ostentatious. But on the contrary, it was rather simple and even austere.

Apart from the bed for sleeping, there was only a desk and a cradle on the balcony.

The bed was neat, without a single wrinkle on the sheets.

The quilt was neatly folded, reminiscent of military barracks.

He couldn't help asking, "Miss Wallick, the style of your room seems quite different from the style in the hall."

Matilda crossed her arms and explained, "The villa's decoration style is my father's preference.

"As a former soldier, I don't like flashy things and prefer simplicity.

"So, my room is rather plain, maintaining some habits from my time in the War Department."

Sometimes, certain habits were ingrained in one's bones.

The main reason, of course, was the reverence and worship of the spirit.

Those who have served in the military, whether men or women, inherited the will and spirit of a soldier.

It was about responsibility, guarding, and loyalty.

This kind of spirit was often manifested in many ways, including daily habits.

Matilda's words changed Gabriel's attitude toward this woman.

For some reason, for the past three years, whenever it came to matters related to the War Department, he always instinctively felt the strongest awe from the depths of his heart.

It was a feeling that came from the bottom of his heart.

Just as he was pondering this, he accidentally noticed a photo frame on the table.

Curiously, he turned it over and saw a picture of a man in his military uniform.

The photo only showed the man's profile, with handsome features exuding a righteous aura.