Chapter 1191
Chapter 1191: Baby is looking for me (6)_1
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If it were about joining the arts troupe or something, he might have agreed, but it just had to be this kind of high-risk soldier.
With her family’s wealth and influence, even if Ella Pemberton retired and stayed at home, she’d have everything she needed without lifting a finger. Why would she choose to become the captain of the ’Domineering Beauties,’ living a hard and tiring life?
The thing is, aside from weekends and times with less training, he could hardly see Ella Pemberton.
Not to mention, if Ella Pemberton went on a mission, or was away for exercises or training, they might not see each other for ten days to half a month.
It would drive anyone crazy.
Nancy Phillips had heard the other female soldiers sigh that even with the captain being this way, if a husband doesn’t cheat and is devoted to her, it’s truly a rare breed of a good man.
Now that the child was gone, even a rare breed of a good man would lose it.
What if he really pressured Ella Pemberton to leave the team?
Just thinking about it gave Nancy Phillips a headache.
Seeing her troubled, Jessie Grain thought for a moment and then couldn’t help but ask, "Is there a problem with the captain’s husband?"
"Do you still need to assess the situation?" Nancy Phillips deflected the question, dodging the subject entirely.
"No need," Jessie Grain shook her head slightly, "I’m going back to hang an IV."
"Alright, then I’ll chat with you for a bit first."
"Sure." Jessie Grain agreed, then turned to Flossie Wright and asked, "What about you, Flossie?"
Flossie Wright had been watching their conversation and was just looking for a gap to say she was leaving. Seeing that she was asked, she simply gestured, "I’m going back first."
Having said that, she had already turned around.
Jessie Grain looked on helplessly as she left.
But after a pause, Jessie Grain suddenly turned to Nancy Phillips, narrowing her eyes and asking her, "Have you two made up yet?"
"Made up about what?"
With furrowed brows and a clueless face, yet there was still a hint of embarrassment in Nancy Phillips’s eyes.
"Arguing," Jessie Grain said with a hint of amusement.
With a disdainful snort, Nancy Phillips raised her hand to push the brim of her cap, only to realize halfway that she was wearing a helmet, which of course had no brim.
Curling her lips into a smile, Jessie Grain pressed on, "Are you saying it’s not an argument?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Nancy Phillips smirked, "Hardly."
She and Flossie Wright weren’t exactly close to begin with; it wasn’t really an argument.
She was just annoyed by Flossie Wright.
Annoyed by Flossie Wright’s indomitable spirit, and by Rowdy Brightwill’s obvious concern for Flossie Wright.
Initially, Nancy Phillips had a poor impression of Flossie Wright and therefore suppressed her supposed shortcomings. But the more she tried to suppress Flossie Wright, the more Flossie Wright bounced back. During later training, Flossie Wright always found a way to challenge her unintentionally.
Furthermore, since Rowdy Brightwill was so nice to her and she didn’t appreciate it, Nancy Phillips harbored a grudge.
Ultimately, her annoyance just grew.
Because of this, Ella Pemberton had a serious talk with her, and Nancy Phillips had tried to see Flossie Wright in a new light during their interactions.
Unfortunately, first impressions are hard to change, so Nancy Phillips’s relationship with Flossie Wright never improved.
This time, she had to change her perspective.
Flossie Wright had her faults but also her strengths; if Flossie Wright was better than her, what reason did she have to be annoyed?
She had no right.
"Flossie is actually pretty nice, a smart person, easy to get along with," Jessie Grain thought for a moment and then said warmly, "She can be friends with Becca Reyes and Belinda Nichols, which proves her social skills are not poor. She is just a bit stubborn, believing in her first instincts, that’s why she doesn’t want to get on good terms with you."
𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Nancy Phillips snorted in response.
Looking at her, Jessie Grain just shook her head lightly without saying anything more.
In her view, Nancy Phillips’s and Flossie Wright’s vibes were actually quite similar; it’s just that both were very stubborn.
Between comrades, there’s no hate or animosity, just a need for more interaction.
Dragging her exhausted body, Flossie Wright returned to Dormitory 307.
Upon entering, she tossed all her equipment onto the table.
Then, she took off her helmet, unbuttoned her uniform, and slipped off her boots and socks.
In an instant, the entire dormitory became her world, with clothes and shoes scattered everywhere. The previously tidy dormitory suddenly became messy.
Not caring about the mess, Flossie Wright grabbed clean clothes and took a cold shower.
Less than ten minutes.
She came out in training clothes, her hair wet, and walked inside.
As she passed the closet door, she hesitated for a moment, then opened it and pulled out a towel to cover her head.
Then, barefoot, she wandered around the dormitory before finally sitting back in her chair.
She didn’t bother to dry her hair; water droplets continued to fall along her hair, soaking a large part of her collar within moments.
Flossie Wright paid it no mind.
Leaning her head back slightly, she stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, feeling a headache coming on.
From thinking too much.
After a while,
she raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, then sat up straight. Her gaze swept over the table, and then she began tossing the things piled on it into a corner, one by one.
Finally, after picking up most of the items, she noticed the cell phone placed beside the computer.
She barely used her cell phone, typically just playing games with it, but she had been too busy lately, even lacking time to touch it.
The phone had been disconnected for a while.
After musing for a moment, Flossie Wright tossed the phone in the air and caught it as she stood up.
Rummaging around, she found the charger.
Just as the screen lit up, she pressed the power button.
The stubborn phone booted smoothly, and with a flicker of the screen background, her finger lightly tapped "Phone."
A familiar number from her memory flashed up. Flossie Wright was about to press call when her gaze slightly shifted upward, catching sight of Glenn Hutchinson’s name.
Unintentionally, she furrowed her brow.
Her finger hesitated in the air for a moment, and then, with a raised eyebrow, she tapped Glenn Hutchinson’s name for two seconds.
Options appeared.
Without a second thought, Flossie Wright chose delete.
With that done, she pressed a series of numbers.
Soon, she heard an upbeat voice, "Babe, you looking for me?"
— End of Chapter 1191 —