Minnie Sutton was yelling on the phone, her voice hoarse and choked, yet she held back from crying.
Emily Stone could tell how hard it was, and her heart ached. She completely understood Minnie's feelings at the moment—the taste of unrequited love was bitter and truly painful!
But, feelings couldn't be forced; doing so would only lead to more pain…
Emily sighed softly and offered a few words of consolation. Only then did Minnie hang up the phone.
Staring at the mobile screen, Emily felt very downcast. She put down her phone and glanced at the time—it was almost half-past eight. She immediately stood up and walked briskly out of Villa House.
Emily sat quietly by the fountain, waiting. This time her mood was completely different, her heart uncontrollably filled with joy.
After half an hour, the military convoy drove into the marshal's residence.
Emily focused on the central vehicle, her lips curving upwards. She slowly stood up, watching quietly.
