NovelEnglishWilfred looked at her with a gentle smile, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Why did his sadness affect her so deeply? She recalled the harsh words she had said before, realizing they might have hurt him. Suddenly, she understood that Wilfred likely would not harm her.
Perhaps he had his own reasons.
She wanted to cross the street to reach him, but she had to wait for the light to turn green. As cars passed by, her eyes followed Wilfred, hoping he would not leave before she could get to him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen the light finally changed, Nina hurried across the street. But when she reached the other side, Wilfred was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she found a basket of freshly picked strawberries on the sidewalk Nina stood there, stunned. She picked up the basket and looked around, calling out, "Wilfred! Cout, I need to talk to you! Why are you hiding from me?" She was so close to getting answers, but he had vanished, leaving behind a basket of strawberries. What did this mean? She looked around but could not find him. It was as if he had disappeared into thin air.
"Nina!" Yvonne called out. Not seeing her friend, she feared Nina had been taken.
Then she spotted her on the other side of the street, looking around for something. "Nina, wait there! I'll cto you." Nina found the basket of strawberries heavy, much like Wilfred's feelings for her. He might not be entirely bad, but his emotions towards her were complicated. Perhaps they had once been very close.
Deep down, Nina felt a bit lost. It was as if a missing piece of her heart left her feeling empty and uninterested in anything.
Yvonne reached her, putting an arm around her. "What are you looking for? I thought someone might have taken you again." "I'm looking for someone," Nina replied.
"Who? Who are you looking for?" Yvonne asked.
"Wilfred." "Oh, that handsguy? The one who should have been a movie star? Did you see him?" "I saw him watching me, but by the tI crossed, he was gone." "Really? Are you sure it wasn't just your imagination?" Yvonne asked, thinking there was no reason for him to avoid her.
"Then how do you explain this basket of strawberries?" Nina questioned.
Yvonne looked at the basket, a bit surprised. "He likes giving you strawberries to please you, but why won't he see you?" Even Yvonne found Wilfred a bit odd.
Nina shook her head. "I don't know." Thinking about Nash still being unconscious in the hospital, Yvonne took Nina's arm. "Let's not dwell on it. Let's head back to the hospital, eat something, and then think it over." As they walked back toward the hospital, Nina kept glancing around, afraid of missing Wilfred. She had so many questions for him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe had not thought much about it
before as she assumed it was just her imagination. However, after this experience, she was sure there was a deeper connection between her and Wilfred. She just could not remember it.
When they arrived at the hospital, they noticed a commotion.
Miranda, wearing sunglasses and dressed extravagantly hurriedin looking worried. It dat seemed she had just cfrom a glamorous event. She took off her sunglasses and asked urgently, "Where is Nash? Where is he?" To ensure Nash's safety, soldiers
stood guard at the door. One of Nash's comrades in camouflagen uniform stepped forward, blocking her path. "Captain York is resting and must not be disturbed," he said firmly.
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