His mockery cut sharp, all because he had no idea I was once an ace pilot. To him, I was just a washed-up two-year enlistee who clung to military glory.
I tried desperately to explain,
“The storm has reached Category 5 strength. Only my flight skills can handle it!”
“Jason, I’m doing this to save lives, not to oppose you!”
“If you don’t want me as your fiancée, fine—our engagement can be canceled.”
“But give me back my helicopter. Right now, I only care about rescuing people!”
Hearing how little I cared about him, Jason’s anger flared even hotter.
“Stop bluffing. The national rescue team is full of elite pilots, far better than you!”
“You’re nothing but a useless fraud—you’d only get in their way!”
“And even if our engagement ends, it’s because I rejected you. You don’t deserve me, understand?”
I was left speechless by his arrogance.
“Jason, your own family is on that ship. While they’re facing death, you still have the nerve to bicker with me?”
Jason smirked lazily.
“Even if my family is on that cruise, you’re the last person qualified to save them. And don’t try to guilt-trip me with your self-righteous nonsense.”