Cynthia changed into the clothes she had brought, then waited for Andrew in the lounge.
It was far from the shooting range, but there was a large screen that connected to the range. So she could see Andrew's every move.
His shooting posture was impressive, standing tall and straight, hitting the bullseye with every shot.
When he finished, there was a burst of applause.
Cynthia stared at his figure, and ripples appeared in her heart.
After a while, Andrew walked in, wearing sportswear, with a sunny face and sweat all over his body.
He took off his shirt as soon as he entered the room, revealing his muscular upper body. He was masculine and sexy, like a hero who won a medieval gladiatorial contest.
However, he was stunned when he saw Cynthia.
She stood by the window, the sky behind h
