Chapter 804
Chapter 804
She thought Nash hadn’t returned yet. She was just about to leave the belt and go when she saw the scene unfold. Her face froze in place, feeling like she had interrupted something she shouldn’t have.
Seeing Nina come in, Chana seized the moment, immediately confessing to Nash, “As long as you don’t mind, I can be your woman. Even if it’s just a fleeting relationship while you’re here, I’d be willing.”
She was desperate, hoping for someone to protect her. She and her child had no other support. Nash was her best chance at safety, especially in this war-torn region where life was so uncertain.
If Nash could take her back to his country, she and her child could finally be safe. Even if it was just a temporary relationship here, she believed he would still protect her.
In the Yaren territory, having someone powerful to rely on made all the difference. Without a strong protector, they were just ordinary people. In times of civil unrest, it was always the common folk who suffered the most.
Nash was caught off guard seeing Nina, not expecting her to show up at this moment. He quickly pulled Chana’s hands away. Nina, feeling it was unnecessary to stay, said coldly, “Sorry, I came to drop something off. I’ll be leaving now.”
She placed the belt on a nearby rack without fully stepping in.
“Nina,” Nash called after her. She didn’t look back, walking away quickly, trying to maintain her composure. Nash immediately wanted to follow her, not wanting her to get the wrong idea about him and Chana.
Chana, refusing to let go of this opportunity, held onto his hand, pleading, “Captain, please!” She looked at him with hopeful eyes, wishing he would protect her once more.
She thought she was special but Nash’s face turned cold, “I helped you out of respect for your late husband. If you continue to push your luck, you can leave immediately.”
His words were harsh, showing no pity. Chana’s face went pale, not expecting such a cold response. Nash had kept Chana with the squad because of her late husband, who was a fellow countryman and had died in the conflict.
Before this, because her husband was Birkhamese, he was overjoyed to encounter their troops. He hadn’t been home in ten years, and meeting them brought him immense joy. He eagerly helped them with language barriers, daily conveniences, and even helped soldiers who had been poisoned.
Thus, ensuring Chana’s safety was a debt they felt obligated to repay.
However, if Chana harbored any inappropriate thoughts, it would only earn Nash’s disdain because her husband’s dying wish was for the safety and well being of his wife and child.
Chana finally let go, and Nash hurried out to catch up with Nina. “Nina!” he called.
Nina quickened her pace, but Nash’s strides were longer. He caught up to her in seconds, grabbing her arm.
She turned, forcing a smile, “What can I do for you, Captain?”
“It’s not what it looked like,” Nash said.
“And what exactly did it look like?” Nina’s face was blank. “You were just hugging Chana. You’re single now since we’re divorced, so it’s none of my business. I have no right to interfere with your personal life.”