anwhile, in Aferia.
"Dr. Wynter, this patient’s bleeding won’t stop!"
Wren Wynter rushed over at the sound of their voice, not even having ti to wipe away the sweat stinging her eyes.
The air was filled with the roar of continuous artillery fire, and dust and debris flew through the air from ti to ti.
At a ti like this, no one dared to let their guard down.
The volunteer breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Wren approach. They quickly explained the patient’s condition before handing the case over to her.
Wren tried her best, but the bleeding still showed no signs of stopping.
Just then, a pair of large hands reached over from the side, joining in to help debride the wound with practiced coordination.
Supplies on the battlefield were extrely scarce.
Shaun Quinn took out a lighter and used a primitive thod—cauterization—to stop the bleeding. The effect was imdiate.
Wren looked at him with a complicated expression. "Thank you."
"Don’t ntion it."
Shaun Quinn had a steady and reliable temperant, especially when it ca to work. Wren was grateful for his company and assistance.
The two of them worked nonstop, and in the blink of an eye, evening arrived.
"Ready to get sothing to eat?" Shaun asked as he took off his white coat, his gaze fixed on Wren.
Wren nodded.
She wasn’t just exhausted, she was also starving.
"Dr. Quinn and Dr. Wynter, eating together!"
An older doctor walked over, looking at the two of them with a hint of playful teasing in his eyes.
Shaun pursed his lips into a small smile and subconsciously glanced at Wren beside him.
"Ah, to be young and still have the energy for a date! But why would people as young as you two think of coming here?"
Wren opened her mouth to explain their relationship, but the words caught in her throat, feeling awkward and difficult to say.
Dr. Dyer hadn’t been ho in years and missed his family dearly. Unfortunately, with the constant warfare, there was always a shortage of personnel.
No one ever knew what the next second might bring.
A trace of lancholy flashed in Dr. Dyer’s eyes.
Shaun quickly said, "Yes, we were just about to find a place to eat."
Wren lifted the boxed al in her hand. "Dr. Dyer, would you like to join us?"
Dr. Dyer smiled tactfully. "You young people have your own fun; I won’t get in the way. If you two end up together soday, rember to save so wedding candy."
"That won’t happen!"
Wren retorted reflexively, completely oblivious to the way Shaun’s expression had darkened beside her.
Wren added, "Dr. Dyer, please don’t misunderstand. Dr. Quinn and I are just like brother and sister."
Dr. Dyer just smiled, shook his head, and left without another word.
Wren turned around, only to find that Shaun had already left at so point.
She hurried after him. "Senior Brother, are you angry?"
"No."
"No, you are," Wren insisted.
She had known Shaun since they were children and could always keenly sense his subtle shifts in mood.
Shaun didn’t break his stride, but his voice was a little heavier. "I’m not."
Wren quickened her pace and grabbed his arm.
"Here!"
She held out her hand. In her palm lay a piece of fruit candy—his favorite flavor.
"I just think it’s better to clear up unnecessary misunderstandings early. Don’t be mad anymore, okay?"
Shaun gave a bitter smile. ’Does she really want nothing to do with that badly?’
「Back in their ho country.」
Kaden Xavier gave Lucas Lynch an order. "Get a flight to Aferia. For tonight."
He simply couldn’t wait any longer. The thought of Wren in a warzone had him constantly on edge.
Lucas Lynch hesitated. "Sir, you have a corporate strategy eting scheduled for this evening. Won’t that be cutting it too close?"
He glanced at the information on his tablet and continued, "Aferia is in the middle of a war. The airport was bombed not long ago, so all direct flights have been suspended."
"Arrange a private flight!" Kaden Xavier’s tone left no room for argunt.
After so difficulty, Kaden Xavier finally landed in Aferia.
As soon as he disembarked, his eyes fell upon a scene of utter devastation. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but rubble and ruined walls.
His security detail was on high alert. They had anticipated the situation in Aferia before they arrived, but they were still shocked by what they saw.
"Mr. Xavier, we’ve received the coordinates for the destination, but it’s located in a red-level danger zone."
The head of security placed his tablet in front of Kaden Xavier. The location was within the warzone.
They were paid well to provide protection, which ant risking their lives, but avoiding unnecessary risks was always the preferred option.
Kaden Xavier, however, was completely undeterred. "Go straight there."
The team leader nodded in acknowledgnt. "Please be sure to stay close to us!"
Kaden Xavier’s group arrived in the warzone, and scenes they had grown accustod to seeing on television unfolded before them in stark reality.
For the first ti, Kaden experienced the thrill of a brush with death. But thinking of Wren in the midst of it all, he wished he could instantly fly to her side.
Inside the international dical base camp, the faces of the dical staff coming and going were etched with seriousness and fatigue. The condition of the soldiers was even more horrific, and occasionally, an injured dical worker would be carried past.
Kaden’s heart leaped into his throat, terrified that he would turn a corner and see Wren lying on a sickbed.
After weaving his way through a cluster of tents, he finally saw the person he had been thinking of day and night.
Wren was sitting in front of a stretcher, finishing up the treatnt on a wound.
The soldier on the stretcher didn’t look very old, but he was missing the lower part of his leg.
Seeing this, the tightly wound string in Kaden’s heart finally loosened a bit.
The next second, he broke into a run toward her.
Wren felt soone suddenly grab her wrist. Annoyed, she looked up, ready to scold them, but froze when she t a pair of concerned and emotional eyes.
"Kaden Xavier? What are you doing here? You..."
Before she could finish, she was pulled into Kaden’s embrace.
A familiar scent enveloped her. Her face was pressed against his warm, solid chest, and she could even feel a dampness spreading on her shoulder.
"Thank God, you’re okay..." Kaden’s arms, holding her, were trembling, and his voice was choked with emotion.
Wren had never seen him like this before.
She could only reach up with her clean hand and gently pat his back.
"Yes, I’m okay."
"Dr. Wynter, how sweet! Who is this handso guy?"
"Yeah, Dr. Wynter, don’t tell this is your husband?"
"What are you talking about? Then what about Dr. Quinn?"
Wren ignored the teasing voices and pulled Kaden to a deserted corner.
Fatigue was evident in Wren’s expression. "Why are you here?"
Kaden avoided the question, grabbing her wrist and trying to drag her away. "Co back with !"
Wren shook him off. "Kaden Xavier, don’t forget, there’s nothing between us now. I hope you’ll stop interfering in my life. I’m perfectly happy with how things are."
Shaun had heard from others that soone was looking for Wren. He’d subconsciously worried, so he quickly finished what he was doing and ca to find her.
Unexpectedly, the first thing he saw was Kaden Xavier tugging at Wren, trying to drag her away with brute force.
Shaun stepped forward to block him. "Kaden Xavier, you have no right to take her away!"
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