The whole afternoon, Anthea was in a state of unease.
While she was busy doing her things in the tent, she would look out of the tent from time to time, trying to find out if the rescue team was back. Adam was injured. She not only worried about his health but also about his safety.
She also heard Carter's words. The area was so badly flooded that the young soldier disappeared just as he fell into the river. It could be seen how dangerous it was.
Before she knew it, it was dark already. Adam still had not come back.
The moon was hanging in the night sky, and people in the settlement points gradually quieted down. Many of them had already fallen asleep.
Anthea could not fall asleep because she was worried about Adam. She walked to the side of the road, looking into the darkness and waiting for him with anticipation.
Around 11 p.m., she vaguely heard the car horns.
Looking from afar, Anthea saw two military trucks coming back.
When the trucks stopped, soldiers in the two cars all jumped out with some lingering cold air on them.
The light was dim at night. Anthea clenched her fists, looking for the figure in the crowd anxiously.
When she saw Adam coming down from the second truck, she was finally relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
He came back safely!
Adam also saw her. She stood there alone. The bright moonlight brought her a layer of silver glow, and her sparkling eyes seemed to have become the brightest stars in the night.
Adam strode to her and said with a frown, "Anthea, why haven't you slept yet? It's so late."
Anthea pretended to look behind him and said, "Did you find the lost soldier?"
"Yes." Adam nodded. At the mention of this matter, he said in a serious tone, "He was very lucky. He climbed onto a tree and managed to hang on there until we came to his rescue. Now, he is in a coma and has a fever. But it's not serious."
Anthea's eyes fell on his right leg. "Is your leg okay?"
The two sleeves of his camouflage clothing were soaked. However, the trouser legs were dry, and the cloth around the wound was not wet, which proved that it should not be serious.
"I'm fine," Adam replied.
He stared at her with his black eyes and suddenly asked, "Anthea, you care about me, don't you?"
Anthea's heart missed a beat.
Her long eyelashes quickly dropped, covering the panic in her eyes. She tried to remain calm and hurriedly explained to him. "As your junior, I certainly worry about you, my uncle-in-law... Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean anything else!"
Adam's eyes darkened.
A flicker of a smile crossed his eyes, but it soon faded away.
The night was so dark here. Compared to the city, there were far fewer lights in the disaster area. They stood silently in the darkness.
Anthea could not see his expression clearly and did not notice the cold expression in his dark pupils. She just muttered, "It's late. I'm going back to sleep!"
"Okay," Adam answered with his deep voice.
"Good night, Adam!" Anthea said respectfully.
Then, she pursed her lips and directly turned back to the tent without waiting for him to say goodnight.
She did not know that Adam kept his gaze on her and did not want to look away.
There were no windows in the tent. The morning rays penetrating through the cracks between the curtains were so bright.
Anthea had a dream - she was back to a year ago.
She kindly bought some medicine to look for Adam. To her surprise, when the door was opened, she saw Mira in a bathrobe. Then he came out, only in a bath towel. They stood there, looking at her side by side.
The scene, like a wall, fell toward her with a loud crash.
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