Chapter 595 Two Women, One Firestorm
- Zhang Heng sat on the edge of the bed, watching Dwayne North take stiff, numb bites of an apple. He had no idea how to comfort him.
- He was a recon soldier from a special unit—put him in a fight and he’d be first in line. But when it came to saying the right thing, he honestly didn’t know what to say. So he kept quiet.
- For a moment, the ward fell completely silent.