Love at Novel 2205

Love at the Wrong Table

Chapter 2205 The Clinging Girl!

“Commander, you’re finally here!”

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Inside Rhett’s room, Anna’s emotions were impossible to hide as she looked at Emmanuel.

“How’s Rhett doing now?” Emmanuel asked, his expression turning grave.

With his medical skills and eyesight, he could assess Rhett’s physical condition at a glance, but mental states were much harder to discern. Besides, he wanted to talk to Anna–he could tell she had a lot on her mind.

“Commander, Rhett risked his life to save the Saintess and cover our retreat from the Five Poison Sect’s stronghold. He forcefully activated the Gates of Life and Death while already gravely injured… He might already be dead,” Anna said through clenched teeth. Even as someone who had walked through a world of blood and death, she couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

Emmanuel nodded, his expression heavy. He sat down to examine Rhett while asking, “What about the rest of the Ophanim Clan?”

He knew that while the Ophanim Clan had once been known for their volatile tempers and dark reputations, they were fiercely loyal. It didn’t make sense that only Anna was by Rhett’s side right now.

“They’re all dead…”

Anna’s tears flowed even harder, but she didn’t sob. She simply clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white.

“I see…” Emmanuel’s sorrow deepened.

Anna nodded. “Falcon fought to his last breath against the Toad King to buy us time to escape. Dead and Mad led the charge in battle… they ended up poisoned and didn’t make it.”

Emmanuel exhaled a long, weary sigh. He had never expected the Ophanim Clan members to sacrifice themselves for his mission.

“They will always be my brothers–in–arm. And they will forever be honored as members of the Wolf Warrior Unit. No one will ever forget them.”

Anna smiled through her tears, her voice hoarse as she said, “They probably never thought they’d die for someone else or that people would actually remember them after they were gone… At least they died with honor.”

A faint smile ghosted over Emmanuel’s lips, though the grief still weighed heavily on his chest.

“But…” Anna’s voice finally cracked, and she began to sob. “I don’t want Rhett to die. He was a true hero. If I could trade places with him, I would.”

Emmanuel sighed, reaching out to gently pat her shoulder, signaling her to stop blaming herself.

“I’m sorry, Commander. I was too weak,” Anna quickly wiped her tears away.

Ever since landing on Dark Night Island, she had only ever allowed herself to be vulnerable around the Ophanim Clan. Now that they were gone, she had no one to confide in, nowhere to release the storm of grief building inside her.

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everything she had been holding back.

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“Shedding tears doesn’t make you weak. It just means you have a heart,” he said. “If you want to cry, then cry,”

Thinking of the comrades who had died right before her eyes, Anna finally let out the sobs she had been suppressing.

After a while, Emmanuel finally spoke again. “Rhett might not be dead just yet.”

Anna’s head snapped up, her tear–filled eyes shining with a newfound hope.

She still held onto a sliver of hope–because even though Rhett had stopped breathing, his heart was still beating, albeit faintly.

“His body hasn’t completely shut down, but his mind has entered a deep, almost coma–like state. He isn’t even breathing anymore,” Emmanuel analyzed. “This is the first time I’ve seen something like this. It’s difficult to explain using modern medicine.

“Normally, if a person stops breathing for six minutes, their brain cells begin to die. But that isn’t happening with Rhett. His brain activity is still strong as if his consciousness has traveled to another world.”

Anna didn’t fully grasp the medical details, but she understood the core message–Rhett might still be saved!

“Commander, please! You have to find a way to bring him back!” Anna suddenly dropped to her knees, pleading desperately.

“Don’t do that, get up!” Emmanuel quickly pulled her up, his tone serious. “Even if you didn’t ask, I’d still do everything in my power to save Rhett. You all have treated his physical injuries. Now, the key is reviving his consciousness to bring back his life force.”

Anna didn’t understand the specifics, but the more Emmanuel spoke, the more hope she felt. At least he had a plan–now, it was just a matter of making it happen.

“You’ll have to take care of Rhett for a while longer,” Emmanuel continued. “I once met a master who was incredibly skilled in matters of the mind. If I can find her again, I’ll ask for her help in waking him up.”

“No problem!” Anna’s eyes shone with determination. “As long as you’re certain Rhett isn’t dead yet, I’ll take care of him for the rest of my life, even if I have to!”

Emmanuel nodded and stayed with Rhett overnight, performing acupuncture and massage treatments to keep his body in a state of living suspension.

The next day, Quintus boarded a plane back to the West End.

The moment he stepped off the aircraft, a voice rang out excitedly.

“Quintus!”

Turning around, he saw a young woman running toward him, her heavy chest bouncing with every step.

“Oh, c’mon, it’s you?!” Quintus frowned deeply. He wasn’t some celebrity, so he hadn’t expected anyone to receive him at the airport.

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“Yes! I’m alive and kicking again!” Libby beamed. “Now you can’t call me weak anymore. I contributed to the war effort too!”

To be honest, Quintus had no idea what exactly she had done to help. They had been on separate missions, after all. The only thing he remembered clearly was her older sister sacrificing herself to protect Anna and Solana, making them promise to take care of Libby.

Seeing her now, he couldn’t brush her off as he used to.

But responsibility was one thing–annoyance was another. He still found her presence exasperating. “What do you want from me now?” he asked impatiently.

“I know your mission!” Libby declared smugly. “You’re here to make contact with and protect the West End representatives on their way to Zovince, right?”

Quintus narrowed his eyes. “How do you know that?”

That was an order Emmanuel had given him just the night before. The girl couldn’t have possibly found out so quickly. Unless… she was a mind reader.

Libby giggled. “Because I joined the Wolf Warrior Unit! I’m part of the medical team now!”

Quintus remained skeptical. Being on the medical team still shouldn’t have given her access to such classified information.

Still, he asked, “Who let you into Wolf Warrior?”

“Ms. Thompson, of course!”

Libby straightened her back proudly, and with her “development,” it nearly pressed against Quintus.

“I made a huge contribution during the battle against the Five Poison Sect. Not only did I help locate the antidote, but I personally treated several poisoned soldiers. Ms. Thompson said I have great potential as a combat medic, so she recruited me and even took me as her apprentice!”

Quintus‘ lips twitched, and he huffed, “I don’t care if you join or not, but don’t get in my way while I’m on a mission. Now move aside.”

With that, he strode off, looking very much like a man running for his life.