Chapter 2845 - 35: Day Three (5)

Chapter 2845: Chapter 35: Day Three (5)

However, before Harrison Lucas could fully feel pleased, he heard Ben Lucas’s cold, stern voice ring out again: "Add another five kilos to the load."

"What..." Harrison’s eyes, which had looked cool and composed the next second, almost popped out.

"What, you’re not willing?" Ben Lucas lowered his gaze to look him over, taking a slight step closer.

Harrison hurriedly stepped back as if he’d seen some virus or bacteria. "No, no, it’s Harrison’s fault. Harrison willingly accepts the punishment, everything will be as the Major General orders."

Seeing Harrison’s look of wishing he could avoid him like the plague, a cold light flashed across Ben Lucas’s long, dark eyes.

"Since you know you were wrong, why aren’t you hurrying off—"

Harrison didn’t dare delay and slipped away immediately.

...

Just like that, what had been agreed tonight as a morning workout with the young master suddenly turned into extra weighted training as punishment.

Harrison, having spent three consecutive nights having sex with the drunk Ben Lucas, felt sore in his waist and back, his calves trembling—he was completely in a state of not having slept well.

But after receiving the young master’s orders, she didn’t dare show the slightest sign of disobedience, nor did she try to explain or plead for herself. Instead, she lowered her head and silently went to the playground inside the military compound for extra training.

Even when she was in good health and full of energy, she’d only just barely been able to take this kind of weighted training.

These past few days she hadn’t rested enough, and her body was sore and weak, so this volume of training was clearly a bit too much for her.

Even so, Harrison didn’t utter a word, and still gritted her teeth and finished the training with full seriousness.

She might be a girl, but since she was little she had always treated herself as a boy.

In Harrison’s mind, a man should stand tall and never find any excuse or reason to let himself off the hook.

All the more so because, as long as she could muddle through without letting the young master discover that the marks on her neck were actually love bites... having her do weighted training, having her run ten extra laps—those were just things she could grit her teeth and get through.

However—

When Harrison, carrying more than twenty kilos of gear and fully armed, bit down and ran the last lap on the playground, she was so exhausted she nearly collapsed to her knees on the rubber track.

As punishment, the weighted training she had to endure didn’t just require her to run five kilometers fully armed; she had to complete the required number of five‑kilometer weighted laps within the set time.

This simulated a forced march state, with no delays allowed.

So if she thought she could dawdle and jog the five kilometers to slack off, that was absolutely impossible.

Even if there was no one supervising on the playground, Harrison didn’t dare harbor any thought of slacking or taking chances.

Because once she put on this military uniform, she was first a soldier, and only then Harrison Lucas.

...

The last lap—she was almost at the finish line.

Harrison’s legs, which had been trembling nonstop, locked on the target point not far ahead as she clenched her teeth.

Just a little more, just a bit more...

Harrison held on with sheer willpower and finally dragged her now-numb legs across the finish line.

"Miss Lucas, are you okay..." Some other soldiers who happened to be training on the playground caught the staggering Harrison.

Everyone knew Miss Lucas had a cool, refined look and was on the civilian track; he wasn’t as brawny as the others.

No one had expected Miss Lucas to be this tough—weighted forced march for five kilometers, and he actually finished ahead of the standard time.

"I’m fine, it’s just that I haven’t trained in a long time, I’m a bit out of practice." Harrison panted heavily, letting two burly young soldiers support him.

As long as it wasn’t Ben Lucas, she didn’t feel awkward at all, and only treated the other party as a comrade-in-arms.