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 surging

She didn't understand.

comprehend what

she the only one burdened with this raging fire of

some rest," Nash said. "Don't stay up too

eyes locked onto his, silently challenging him to see who would break first. Nash, seeing her silent, maintained his own silence and started

and unsure, unlike his usual self. She found herself longing for the old Nash, the one who

avoiding me. What do you want? Ask yourself why you're explaining things to me! The best thing for us

yelling, desperate to vent her frustrations. She could see he cared, but he always retreated, torturing

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