Talking about this, Nina felt a touch of emotion. In sways, she was similar to Stella. Both of them had developed feelings for him because he had saved them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, Nina was not as extras Stella. If Nash had not married her initially, she might have given up. Who would want to hang on a tree waiting for someone who might never come? Now she realized, if Nash had not married her, they would not have had so many complications.
"The acts of saving people before were actions of the military, and they didn't have much to do withpersonally. Who would willingly risk their lives? It was about the beliefs and responsibilities at that time. If I hadn't joined the military in the first place, there wouldn't have been so many complications," Nash speculated, offering himself a hypothetical scenario.
If he had stayed with the York family and never left, he would not have been involved in those life-threatening missions. For him, it was not about glory but rather a low point in his past.
"I know," Nina smiled at him. "It's all in the past, and I won't dwell on those things anymore." She had known for a long tthat Nash had saved her out of orders and duty, which was also why he did not remember her at all.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNash stared at her with his eyes, even though she was smiling and everything seemed calm, he felt strange. This should not have been Nina's reaction. "You're acting strange today," he said. "Am I?" Nina took his arm. "Maybe someone who has been close to death once knows more about what they want." Her sudden intimacy caught Nash off guard, and although he found it peculiar, her proactive approach prevented him from probing further. Instead, he found himself explaining. "Today, I attended an award ceremony. Yesterday, while you rested, I didn't get a chance to inform you. Moving forward, my phone will be on 24/7, ensuring you can always reach me." "I get it," Nina assured him, never one to assign blame. "Let's head home. Oh, didn't you mention wanting to go to Frangelia before? Do you have any free trecently? If not..." "Yes," Nash replied, a rare glimmer of joy lighting up his handsface as he grasped her hand. "There's nothing pressing forto attend to personally at the moment. Let's take a trip to Frangelia to unwind. We've been married for so long and haven't gone out together yet. This is our chance." "Okay," Nina replied. "I'm hungry, are you? I had someone buy groceries and deliver them home. We can go back now, and I'll cook you a hot meal." Nash was afraid she would tire herself out. "You're too tired today. Let the helpers handle it." "I want to cook for you," Nina insisted, looking stubbornly at him. "I also bought wine. Let's have a good meal tonight, no arguments, no business talk, okay?" Nash gazed deeply into her eyes, silent for a long time. But with Nina's hopeful and approving look, he could not refuse. "Okay." Back home, the helpers had not rested yet and were planning to make supper for them. Nina asked both the helpers and the security guards to rest, and she personally went to the kitchen to cook.
Despite Nina's change in attitude toward him, with her unconditional trust, Nash felt a hint of unease creeping into his mind. It was as everything was surreal, with Nina 0
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figment of his imagination. And that shadowy figure was becoming m increasingly blurred.
Nash disliked this feeling. He walked over and tightly embraced Ninam around her waist.
Hend still cherished this reality that Nina was right by his side