Nash frowned slightly but still explained, "There's nothing between Chana and me. She's just a woman I helped along the way."

Hearing this, Nina laughed coldly, "Yes, I know. I've heard that there are many distressed women here. You saved her because she's somewhat attractive. She also has a child, so if you get involved with her, you'll have to be a stepfather. But if that's what you want, then nothing else matters."

"I didn't know she would come into my tent," Nash said. "But it's not what you think. I helped her because her husband was Birkhamese and had helped us. That's all."

Nina, already fuming, shook off his hand and said coldly, "Why are you explaining this to me? We're divorced. Your business doesn't interest me."

Nash's hand grabbed at nothing but air. In his desperation, he forgot they were divorced, letting his emotions override his principles. He didn't want her to misunderstand. He instinctively wanted to be close to her.

"I'm sorry," Nash said quietly. "I overstepped."

pressed her lips together, her anger

She didn't understand.

what he was

burdened with

Nash said. "Don't stay up

who would break first. Nash, seeing her

seemed hesitant and unsure, unlike his usual self. She found herself longing for the old Nash, the one who didn't care about her at all, because at least then he was genuine. Now,

herself any longer, Nina shouted, "Nash, are you even a man? Can you just face me properly? One moment you're drawing my attention, the next you're avoiding me. What do you want? Ask yourself why you're explaining things to me! The best thing for us is to stay out of each other's lives completely. I

her frustrations. She could see he cared, but he always retreated, torturing her with his mixed signals.

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