Such a casual remark, yet it made Yancy Hastings wary of him. This special training was strictly confidential. Unexpectedly, Charles Northwood knew about it.
Maxwell Peary frowned slightly. He could naturally feel the tension between them. Of course, he was also sowhat surprised by Charles Northwood’s understanding of the military.
Charles Northwood sat there, smiling as he looked at Yancy Hastings and Maxwell Peary, then his gaze shifted directly to Nia Mitchell.
"Why do you have ti to co over today?"
This simple piece of small talk made Maxwell Peary’s heart pound.
"I happened to co find Fiona Sutton today. I went to the hospital for a pre-pregnancy check-up earlier; besides, I’d already taken the whole day off."
Pre-pregnancy check-up?
Everyone gasped, but Maxwell Peary was inwardly ecstatic.
Yes, yes, yes! Tell them, especially this Charles Northwood! Tell Charles Northwood whose woman she is now!
"Pre-pregnancy check-up?"
The smile on Charles Northwood’s face didn’t change, but his aura shifted.
Nia Mitchell and Fiona Sutton didn’t notice, but Maxwell Peary and Yancy Hastings did.
This Charles Northwood was truly a formidable opponent.
"Yes." Nia Mitchell nodded, then looked at Fiona Sutton.
"Fiona, since I’m here today, I’ll finish what I ca to do. I know it was wrong of to hide it from you before, but it’s a reality now. I’m truly sorry."
Nia Mitchell lowered her head, hoping Fiona Sutton could forgive her.
Fiona Sutton heard Nia Mitchell’s words. Her lips moved, but she said nothing.
"I already know. Didn’t I tell you before? It’s not that I don’t forgive you; I just wanted so quiet ti to think and process this news."
Her heart ached. Too much had happened these past few days. All sorts of things were making her feel agitated. She wanted to escape, to desperately escape.
"I’m sorry. I know this is hard for you to accept," Nia Mitchell said, biting her lip. Her tone of voice made Maxwell Peary’s heart ache for her.
"Don’t apologize," Maxwell Peary said gently. "You married . This situation isn’t primarily your fault."
After he finished speaking, he tenderly took her hand.
Nia Mitchell lowered her head, tears welling in her eyes. Fiona Sutton was her best friend; she didn’t want to...
"I understand. Actually, I forgave you a long ti ago. You don’t need to say these things anymore." After speaking, Fiona Sutton turned her head to look at Yancy Hastings. "He and I have so things to sort out. The rest of you can leave first."
Fiona Sutton was starting to usher them out.
Maxwell Peary was happy to leave. He could take his ti dealing with Yancy Hastings. Wasn’t Yancy trying to spend quality ti with Fiona Sutton right now? Perfect. He’d make sure Yancy went to the army to ’train’ for a good few months before he even thought about coming out.
Yancy Hastings felt the malice radiating from Maxwell Peary, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
No, no, no! He absolutely couldn’t compete with Maxwell Peary in this area. He had to resolve things with Fiona Sutton as quickly as possible!
Maxwell Peary happily pulled Nia Mitchell away. The atmosphere within the dormitory then grew even more delicate.
Seeing that Charles Northwood hadn’t left, Yancy Hastings’s face grew darker and darker.
"Why haven’t you left?" Yancy Hastings demanded, his face darkening as he glared at Charles Northwood.
"I also have sothing to discuss with Fiona Sutton, so I may not be able to leave. Mr. Hastings, if my presence is inconvenient for you, perhaps you should leave first."
Yancy Hastings frowned. This guy...
"Charles Northwood, you should leave first," Fiona Sutton, who had been sitting to the side, suddenly spoke up.
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