Even the servants at the marshal's residence were quietly discussing…
After reading the news, Emily Stone was only worried about Walter Schmidt not resting well these past few days and his stomach ailment acting up again; his mood was consistently low, showing extreme anxiety.
Her hand wound had mostly healed, and every night she would sit by the fountain to wait, until finally, on the fifth night, the military convoy returned to the marshal's residence.
Seeing the headlights sweeping in from the military vehicles, Emily Stone abruptly stood up, unable to suppress the joy on her petite face.
Even though her heart was soaring, she still stood quietly by the fountain, watching as the convoy stopped in front of Villa House.
From the middle military vehicle, two soldiers got out first, opened the door to the back seat, and stood at attention respectfully.
Walter Schmidt alighted from the vehicle, dressed in black military attire, holding his military cap in his left hand.
