Beyond the Divorce

I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. I never expected that Loak would run back with my father in those final moments. He had managed to do it amidst gunfire with heavy injuries as well.

I felt greatly indebted to him and I was determined to save him.

I stayed by his side with Anya while my father got in another helicopter. I wanted to see him properly, but I knew that Loak needed care more urgently.

Millard was also now unconscious. Tristan told me that he had shielded us with all his might, preventing the Non-Organization from catching up to us.

The final battle was fierce, and Millard had been shot multiple times.

"I didn't expect him to be so tough. He fought to the death against his subordinates and the Non-Organization. Without him, Navi's men would have been in chaos, and the reinforcements would have suffered casualties," Tristan said as he sat on the ground, looking at me. "What about Stella?" I still couldn't shake off my resentment toward that traitor.

Tristan shook his head. "I didn't notice her. The place was in ruins, and we had to guard against the Non-Organization's attack, so we didn't pay much attention to her. She had a leg injury, but it looked bad.

felt conflicted. Despite my intense hatred for her, I secretly wanted her to survive until

also I suspected that she might be the daughter of my

hospital's small square. The medical staff who were already waiting swiftly took Millard

worried. Both of them

come to Trestlewood to check on them. Once they get through the

Anya

nodded firmly,

I asked Atlas. He had returned on the

informed me. I had been by Anya's side all this time and hadn't

top specialists to fly directly to Trestlewood. They should arrive soon. As soon as Loak's condition stabilizes, we'll return

I asked, feeling anxious.

of interest in various factions. There's no immediate threat to his life, but we can't stay in Trestlewood for long." Atlas looked