Chapter 4
I could barely breathe and walked out of the private room.
Behind me, Kaclan’s panicked voice rang out.
“Avelaine, let me explain! That was just a lie to get Betsy out of an awkward situation. She’s my aide–as her CO, I couldn’t just stand there and watch her get harassed. You understand that, right?”
I pulled my hand free, smiling calmly. “No need to explain. I understand.”
I understood that was the truth you didn’t dare admit.
Despite getting the answer he wanted, Kaelan didn’t feel reassured. That sense of panic surged up. my wrist.
“Avelaine, why are you-”
Before he could finish, Betsy caught up, her voice thick with tears.
“Kaelan, please drive me back to the base dorms. I’m scared he’ll come after me again, and my leg still hurts…”
Kaelan hesitated for just a second. My ride had just arrived.
Without sparing them another glance, I got in the car.
Back home, I shipped my luggage ahead to Virginia, keeping only a tactical backpack.
Then came another knock.
Kaelan grabbed my wrist the moment I opened the door, his voice exploding with anger:
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“Why did you bribe Betsy’s family to make a scene at base? To force her to discharge and go back home to marry some paralyzed old man?!”
Behind him, Betsy stood in her service uniform, crying like a broken–hearted wreck.
“Avelaine Campbell, I just want to stay on base and keep working with him. Why are you so vicious?”
“I worked so hard to get out of the slum. I don’t want to leave the military. I don’t want to go back and marry some old man!”
I was completely lost. “What bribe? I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
Kaelan was convinced I was lying.
“Her family said it themselves–a woman surnamed Campbell gave them money to come make trouble at the base! If I hadn’t stopped them, they would’ve dragged her back today!”
and I stumbled to the floor, scraping my palm.
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Chapter 41
He stared at my bleeding hand, his hand unconsciously clenching.
Back at West Point, even a scraped knee would make him panic.
But seeing Betsy’s tears now, he hardened his heart.
“Apologize to Betsy.”
I laughed softly. “I didn’t do anything wrong. Why should I apologize?”
Seeing I refused to back down, Kaclan’s expression grew even colder. He delivered his final ultimatum.
“The Sherwood won’t allow a woman with a twisted heart to become Mrs. Sherwood. Avelaine Campbell, think carefully.”
Then he turned and walked out with Betsy.
The sound of his combat boots on the floor felt like a death sentence for our relationship.
My phone buzzed.
[Avelaine, the wedding’s all set. The Spencer family has already filed the military marriage application with the base. All you need to do is come home and be a beautiful, happy bride. –Mom]
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