A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 274 Christmas Gifts (Please Subscribe!!)
Helen belongs to the typical type of good wife and mother.

In Helen's view, her husband is safe, her daughter is happy, and the three little ones are growing up smoothly, plus she is happy, that's enough.

Helen felt that two of these three wishes of hers would be fulfilled soon.

wrong.

is three.

Although Helen kept silent and supported George's work, Gwen knew about her. Every time when George was on an urgent mission, she would stare at the phone at home, afraid of any calls from George before returning home. incoming call.

reason?

As a family member of a police officer, I understand everything.

And now?
George was promoted, and promoted to the position of deputy chief of the third echelon of the NYPD.

But Helen didn't care about George's position. She only knew that after George was promoted, he wouldn't be able to go out to work, and if he couldn't go out to work, she didn't need to worry about it.

That's fine.

Helen felt that this was the best Christmas present she had received this year.

"Thank you Hawke."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing."

Helen glanced at her husband, smiled, and shook her head.

the next day.

"Hoke, hurry up."

"coming."

Hawk, who came down the stairs, yawned, and looked at Lorna who was standing at the door, wearing a velvet hat and a scarf around his neck: "Why are you in a hurry, John must not have gotten up yet."

Today is Christmas Eve.

According to the practice of the previous two years, today is the day when Hawke, Lorna, and John next door go to pick a Christmas tree together.

Of course.

In the community, someone has already bought the Christmas tree several days in advance, but Lorna has always believed that a Christmas tree that has not been drenched in snow is not a good Christmas tree.

So with John next door, basically, when it snows, when is the day they come back from fighting the Christmas tree.

And the snow fell very late today.

To be precise, last night, after Hawke was sent home by Gwen, it snowed in the middle of the night.

This is not.

Lorna, who originally thought that she had no hope of carrying the Christmas tree back this year, got up earlier than Hawke, so she started telling Hawke to get up quickly to carry the Christmas tree.

Hawk walked to the door and looked outside.

It's really a community full of snow.

not far away.

John next door also just opened the door, and then, seeing the heavy snow blocking the road, he and Hawke glanced at each other, and then they both turned and walked towards their garages.

Jane, who was already dressed, extended an invitation to Lorna: "It will take some time for the two of them to shovel the snow, come in for a cup of milk tea?"

Lorna looked at Hawk who was carrying a shovel from the garage and was holding a small shovel in his hand, and hurried towards Jane's house next door: "Give me a cup, add sugar, thank you!"

Hawk chuckled, threw the small shovel that he was going to give Lorna aside, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at John who had just come out of the garage carrying the shovel.

The two looked at each other, and then, after silently counting three times in their hearts.

next second!
Hawke took the lead in launching a powerful offensive against the snow at the door. Seeing this, John was also unwilling to be followed, bent down and waved a shovel, trying to catch up with Hawke's progress.

Lorna, who was standing at the door with a cup of milk tea with Jane, looked at the others, and saw that the men in the community had joined the team of clearing the snow at the door.

"correct."

Jane took a sip of milk tea, put it down, and looked at Lorna who was standing aside: "Will you still come to our house this Christmas?"

Lorna looked at Jane: 'Of course, this is a tradition, already. '

Jane was a little curious.

"Aren't you and Hawke going to move?"

"Probably not that fast."

"what happened?"

"There is a water leak in the bathroom on the second floor. It may need to be repaired."

"Ok."

Jane smiled and said, "If your brother doesn't need to accompany his girlfriend, then it's settled. Let's go shopping for ingredients in the afternoon?"

Lorna smiled and said, "Other women can occupy Hawke's time every day, but Christmas belongs to Hawke and me, and no one can take it away."

For the past 17 years, starting from the age of four, Hawke and Lorna have spent Christmas together every year.

She and Hawke spent Christmas in an abandoned tree house, in an unguarded dam duty room, and even in an abandoned mental institution.

but……

No matter where, during Christmas and Christmas Eve, Hawke always stayed with her.

Previously.

Now too.

And it will be in the future.

No one can take Hawk from my side, from Christmas Eve and Christmas.

no one!

As Lorna said, her gaze was firm.

Jane next to her felt the fierce aura coming from Lorna next to her, and silently stepped back a few steps to the side, so as not to encounter unreasonable disasters.

after an hour.

The road from the garage to the outside of the community was opened with the joint efforts of everyone.

Hawke took Lorna and drove into the black jeep, and then followed the two cars of John's family who were driving ahead, and drove towards the Christmas tree store in the suburbs of Jersey City.

Around noon, Hawk returned home with two Christmas trees in the back of the jeep.

Soon.

"It's done!"

After Lorna lit the firewood in the fireplace, she looked at the Christmas tree next to the closet and clapped her hands in satisfaction.

"How about it."

Lorna looked at Hawke: "I specially bought a few light strips this year during the discount, and it will look even better when I turn them on at night."

Hawke, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded.

"good."

"It's just the shortcomings."

"what?"

Lorna blinked at Hawk, and pointed to the empty space under the Christmas tree: "Don't you think something is missing?"

Hawk smiled directly: "If you want a gift, just say it."

Lorna said seriously: "Your gift is your gift, and I have prepared a gift for you. I'm talking about the gift Santa Claus gave me. I don't know what time he will come to give the gift tonight."

Hawk looked at Lorna who said seriously that he wanted more gifts, and shook his head with a smile.

Get up!

Lorna froze.

"Where are you going?"

"Find Santa Claus for you."

"...Then you come back early, today is Christmas Eve."

"it is good!"

Hawke waved his hands without looking back, drove his Audi A8, squeaked, and after leaving home, he ran to Ekaterina's old bar in the blink of an eye.

"Jingle Bell!"

Ekaterina, who was behind the bar, said without raising her head, "The gift is packed for you, and you can drive it back later."

Hawk threw the car keys on the bar, pulled out the high stool, and sat down: "Thank you, how is the business?"

Ekaterina looked up.

"Your, or mine?"

"Together."

"My wine is booming. Do you know how many people in your federation will drink wine that they are usually reluctant to buy on Christmas?"

"what about me?"

"You're in a trance. It's the holidays. The Continental Hotels are posting holiday notices. Don't you know?"

"Killers don't have vacations!"

"That's a movie."

Ekaterina rolled her eyes: "It's okay, don't watch those Hollywood movies, it's easy to be brainwashed, did you have any tasks around Christmas last year?"

Hawk shook his head.

"no!"

"Killers don't have holidays, but there are holidays. At this time, except for those spies and agents who like to come out for activities, we all default to a year-end rest. If you are bored, it's just right to go to Earl King's family auction tomorrow. "

"Do not."

Hawk shook his head: "You know me, I don't go out on the night of Christmas Eve and the whole day of Christmas, where is Lorna, and where am I."

no way.

For Lorna, Lorna can be away from her for 360 three and a half days out of 360 five days a year.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Lorna promised not to be angry.

But on the night of Christmas Eve and the whole day of Christmas, during this day and a half, if Hawke disappeared.

Lorna would be directly angry for a year.

And the kind that can't be coaxed well.

It was precisely because of this that Hawk turned down Norman Osborn's invitation to the Christmas Eve banquet and Helen's Christmas dinner tomorrow.

Of course Ekaterina was aware of Hawke's habit, and smiled: "Okay, then I'll be alone, just right, after attending the auction, I'll go to Paris with Seve."

Hawk shrugged his shoulders and drank the bourbon in his glass. Afterwards, he took out a gift that had been wrapped long ago from his bosom, and handed it to Ekaterina: "Merry Christmas."

Ekaterina raised her eyebrows, took the gift, opened it, and said, "You know, we're just your Christmas."

Hawk smiled: "But this does not prevent me from giving you a gift."

Ekaterina glanced up: "I mean, I don't have a gift for you."

Hawke laughed.

next second.

After Yekaterina tore open the wrapping of the gift, she wrapped a diamond necklace with an equally bright bowknot inside.

In Russia, a long time ago, there was also a woman with the same name and surname as Ekaterina, who liked bow necklaces very much.

Ok.

It was Wu Zetian of Tsarist Russia.

Hawke looked at the expression on Ekaterina's face, and said with a smile: "I saw this at an auction in May, and it is said that it is the Queen's collection."

Ekaterina held the bowknot diamond necklace that she took out, and while she was a little surprised, she looked at Hawke in surprise: "I just said why this necklace hasn't appeared since it was auctioned in May. It turned out that you bought it gone."

Hawk smiled: "Do you like it?"

Ekaterina smiled and looked at Hawke.

"I like it, come in and help me see if it looks good."

"..."

……

(End of this chapter)