Chapter 112 - What’s there to fear in a challenge (3)_1
Tiffany Alvarez nodded. "That’s true. Oh, right, Dr. Wright, you’ve heard, haven’t you? Captain Marcel Horne has a fiancée. Apparently, she chased him all the way from a metropolis thousands of miles away. She came down with a high fever a week ago and was sent to the Military District hospital. During dinner just now, I overheard some soldiers saying she’s being discharged and returning today." As she spoke, Tiffany Alvarez slyly glanced at Emma Wright’s expression.
Marcel Horne was the dream man for many female soldiers. He was tall, stern, and reportedly came from an exceptionally good background; his father was the chief of staff in a certain Military District. In fact, his father had used his connections more than once to try and transfer him back, but Marcel himself insisted on remaining to guard the frontier. He was so young, already a battalion commander, and with such backing—his future was limitless. Any woman who married him was bound to become a happy officer’s wife.
They had never heard about Marcel Horne having a girlfriend before, so they were actually quite skeptical when a fiancée suddenly appeared out of the blue.
"So what?" Emma Wright said dismissively. "Haven’t you heard? She’s the one chasing Marcel, not the other way around. Marcel’s attitude towards her is extremely cold."
Ever since she’d been transferred to this military camp as a doctor, Marcel Horne had been gentle and considerate towards her. The soldiers all said they had never seen him be so gentle and considerate towards a woman before. This alone gave her the confidence to believe she could defeat the so-called "fiancée." Of course, she wouldn’t openly vie for his affection or show jealousy; Marcel’s gentleness and consideration didn’t necessarily mean he was in love with her. Everyone here was a soldier, and soldiers couldn’t afford to be impulsive with their emotions, or it wouldn’t end well for anyone. When she was transferred here, her superior had privately advised her that while the leadership was keen to play matchmaker, giving them the opportunity to develop things naturally, it absolutely couldn’t be forced. Until she was completely certain where Marcel Horne’s affections truly lay, Emma Wright wouldn’t invest her whole heart. She’d let things take their natural course; at the very least, she had to leave herself a way out for the future.
"Heh, that’s true," Tiffany Alvarez said with a laugh, not pursuing the conversation any further.
Both women had delicate features, tall, slender figures, and were of similar age. Either would be a good match for Marcel Horne. It all came down to who had the skill to win the love of this ’devil’ of a captain.
Ruby Bluen had urged Andrew Carter on relentlessly the entire way, and they finally returned to the Military Camp just before nightfall.
It was already evening, and the sky had long since darkened. With few buildings around the Military Camp, the open ground seemed particularly vast. From a distance, the sky and earth appeared to merge, and the somber expanse above created a sense of oppression.
"Miss Bluen, you’re back! How are you feeling? Are you alright now?"