Chapter 1968
Chapter 1968: Unaware Feelings (3)
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Her own injury was hurting fiercely, so Flossie Wright didn’t have the mind to worry about that. While Rowdy Brightwill hinted in various ways, Flossie picked a few things that could be talked about, responding to Rowdy as she finished her dinner.
Rowdy Brightwill originally wanted to continue, but the conversation couldn’t go on as Glenn Hutchinson returned.
With Rowdy Brightwill’s temperament, he could have resisted a bit in front of Glenn Hutchinson, but recently, Glenn had treated him rather harshly. Even if Rowdy had the courage of a bear or leopard, he recognized Glenn’s military rank was higher than his, and orders from a superior could not be defied. This guy could do whatever he wanted to him.
In the Forces, it was just about being punished to run, but here, so many problems piled on him. Rowdy was punished to be out for two consecutive days and had just rushed back to meet Flossie. At this time, he wouldn’t dare provoke Glenn Hutchinson.
So, he wisely left.
However, before leaving, he shot Glenn Hutchinson a big roll of his eyes.
Glenn Hutchinson twitched his mouth but finally decided to pretend he didn’t see it.
This kid—
If he continued like this, he’d need some proper rest.
"Is there any new situation?"
Flossie Wright covered the food box that Rowdy Brightwill forgot to take away and asked Glenn Hutchinson, who had just closed the door.
Glenn Hutchinson came over and sat in the spot where Rowdy had been sitting earlier.
Flossie Wright looked at him quite seriously.
Wanting to change the subject, but seeing her serious expression, Glenn couldn’t bring himself to brush it off.
So, he explained the situation to Flossie in broad terms.
Given that Flossie was usually aware of some international matters, Glenn didn’t mention those. But for one matter Flossie was concerned about, Glenn explained it in detail. As for some issues that they, the peacekeeping forces, had to face...
It required quite a bit of talking.
Actually, it was just those few things: where battles had started, how many were dead or injured, how much help was given to refugees, issues with medical supplies, and the deployment of the entire peacekeeping force, the task assignments and cooperation of Aaron Doom and other people...
The conversation went on until late, though it was all bits and pieces.
Glenn Hutchinson rarely spoke so much, but since Flossie Wright was new here and hadn’t been informed about some internal matters, plus she was injured, Glenn didn’t want her to have to go asking around; he thought it best to explain everything to her himself.
As for Flossie’s questions, Glenn answered them one by one, with great patience.
When it reached around ten at night, their conversation was coming to an end.
"There’s one more thing."
Pressing his temple, Glenn’s tone carried a bit more caution.
"What is it?" Flossie Wright forcibly gathered a bit of energy.
So many things had been talked about, making her sleepy...
"It’s about Saughter," Glenn said gravely.
Lifting her gaze, Flossie’s energy immediately returned.
"Andrew was forced by DARK and couldn’t stay anymore, so with the last of his team, he fled to West Hare. Your friend..." Saying this, Glenn hesitated for a moment.
"Daisy Deacon."
Flossie immediately reminded him.
"Yes," Glenn nodded and then continued, "She’s hunting them down and has also come over."
Flossie nodded thoughtfully.
After recuperating for half a year, no matter how badly Daisy Deacon was injured, she should have recovered by now. Still having the energy to chase Andrew meant she was likely still in decent condition.
Thinking of this, Flossie relaxed a bit, but then realized something, and asked Glenn Hutchinson warily, "Who told you this?"
How on earth did Glenn know about Andrew’s situation?
"Ailin Miller."
Glenn Hutchinson didn’t conceal it.
Flossie Wright’s face immediately darkened.
— End of Chapter 1968 —