Chapter 442


    Chapter 442


    “Sis, I love you!” With Cynthia’s approval, she felt confident about their father’s.


    “I may be busy on the 6th. I have something to take care of,” Cynthia rified, not wanting to inte


    Shirley’s expectations.


    “No, it’s on the 7th.” Shirley’s eyes tw inkled with joy, and she was over the moon.


    Cynthia paused mid-chew. The 7th? Was that not the same date as Captain’s return?


    Shirley noticed her sister’s change of expression. “What’s wrong?”


    “Nothing.” Cynthia did not want to disappoint her sister, so she reassured her, “Just let me know the


    details once you guys have decided on a ce.”


    She decided that after meeting Shirley and her boyfriend on the 7th, she would head directly to the


    airport. Nexuria was arge ce; she should not cross paths with the Captain.


    Cynthia felt at ease with that thought. The next day, Jonathan returned. Neither of them brought up the


    matter of Mandy, and their days continued as usual


    And before they knew it, it was the 6th Cynthia woke up early, not only bringing her paperwork but also


    something for Old Man Tanz. She decided to drive herself, not wanting to trouble the driver. After


    reporting her license te to Old Man Tanz she drove to the militarypound, following the familiar


    route to Tanz’s residence.


    Arriving at the Tanz residence a little past nine, she was warmly weed by Old Man Tanz. “Finally,


    you’vee to see this old man. How long has it been?


    Cynthia handed over the package. “I am sorry. That’s why I came to apologize, isn’t it?”


    “Apology epted, but these presents are a little excessive, don’t you think?” Old Man Tanz feigned


    displeasure, then immediately invited her to a game of chess, growing bored with his usual


    companions.


    “Sure.”


    A soldier soon brought the chessboard. Old Man Tanz took the white pieces while Cynthia yed with


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    Under normal circumstances, Old Man Tanz detested chatter during a game; he believed in


    concentration. However, this time,


    he broke his own rule.


    A few dozen moves into the game, while pondering his next move, he casually asked Cynthia, “Do you


    have someone you like?


    “No,” Cynthia replied, focused on the game.


    “What if I introduced you to someone?” Old Man Tanz suggested, already considering a young man


    named Quier who had


    visited him earlier.


    Cynthia paused, her hand hovering over the board


    “I assure you, he’s a nice person,” Old Man Tanz added.


    “I was married before, and I only got divorced recently. I don’t have ns to get into another


    rtionship for now,” Cynthia exined, not wanting him to worry unnecessarily.


    Old Man Tanz paused. The pieces remained untouched on the board as his brow furrowed. “When did


    this happen?