Rhianna called Lauryn to bring some clothes over. Lauryn was a shrewd person. Rhianna, her beautiful and precious client, rarely troubled her. Since Rhianna had asked, Lauryn would handle it efficiently without prying. Even as an agent, she respected Rhianna's privacy.
After settling Rhianna, Rylee seemed to realize that there were no female essentials in the apartment.
He made a call, and within ten minutes, brand-new toiletries and other necessities were delivered to his door.
The young guard, with a wide-eyed look, had never seen Chief Palmer bring a woman home before. Given Chief Palmer's usual stern and proper conduct, any woman he brought home must surely be his future wife.
Rylee and Rhianna's marriage was known only to the higher-ups, and given that Rylee never wore a wedding ring, to outsiders, he appeared to be a highly eligible bachelor.
"Report, Sir. The items have been delivered," the young guard saluted.
Rylee nodded. Despite his curiosity, the guard suppressed it and left.
Rhianna looked at the comprehensive set of supplies and marveled at the efficiency of the military.
Though inside the apartment, she hardly spoke to Rylee. It was as if only one person was present despite there being two.
This silent interaction was reminiscent of their previous relationship dynamics, where Rhianna often created a scene to gain his notice.
Thinking about it now, she realized she had become much more "sensible."
Seeing the apples and a fruit knife on the coffee table, she decided to peel one out of boredom.
But a long, slender hand with well-defined knuckles took the knife from her.
"Your hand is injured, and you still want to peel apples?" Rylee's tone carried a hint of helplessness.
Rhianna looked at her hand, now covered with a band-aid, feeling it was perfectly fine. Although she was once a pampered daughter of the Jefferson family, living on her own had toughened her. She had to take care of herself, and a small injury shouldn't affect her ability to eat.
However, recognizing the situation, she accepted the peeled and cut apple from Rylee without protest, enjoying its taste. Rylee was meticulous, and it was rare for him to show such care towards her, likely because she was injured.
Sitting obediently on the sofa, eating the apple, Rhianna watched as Rylee prepared to leave.
"I'm heading out for a while. I'll be back soon."
Rhianna nodded, knowing Rylee was always busy and had already spent a lot of time with her today.
Rylee was gone for quite a while, and during his absence, Lauryn called. Rhianna didn't go out to meet Lauryn; instead, Lauryn had the items sent up by the young guard.
It was the same wide-eyed guard, and with Rylee absent, he finally got a good look at the woman Chief Palmer had brought in.
She was stunning, more beautiful than any village belle. When she smiled at him, it felt like experiencing the joy of an autumn harvest. She even thanked him for his help.
"It's my duty. I'm Milton Cunningham. You can call me Milton," he said, blushing.
Rhianna, feeling bored, invited Milton to sit and chat for a bit.
"Milton, Done't be so formal. Just call me Rhianna," Rhianna said. Although she might not actually be older, Milton looked very youthful, and having lived two lives, Rhianna felt she could take on the sisterly role to him.
Rhianna let him pour himself a glass of water to drink. Milton was embarrassed but complied, "I'm not thirsty, sister. You are really beautiful."
As he said this, a hint of shyness crept onto the young boy's immature face.
Rhianna smiled and thanked him for the compliment. His straightforward compliment made Rhianna laugh.
"Sister, our chief is very busy with work. Please don't hold it against him," Milton added, worried that Rhianna might feel neglected due to Rylee's demanding job.
"Rhianna, our chief is very busy with work. Please don't hold it against him," Milton added, worried that Rhianna might feel neglected due to Rylee's demanding job. Milton had witnessed several comrades-in-arms part ways with their girlfriends due to infrequent meetings, which prompted his candid remark. Afterwards, He then felt that what he said was inappropriate and scratched his head awkwardly.
Rhianna smiled bitterly inside. This was not something Milton needed to tell her; Arely, being more gentle and understanding, would probably handle things better than she did.
When Rylee returned, he saw Rhianna laughing happily at something Milton had said.
She truly lived up to her name, her laughter as captivating as a song.
But seeing Milton sitting beside her made Rylee feel a twinge of discomfort. Rhianna hadn't smiled like that in front of him these past few days. "Chief," Milton stood up immediately, saluting as a soldier
Rylee nodded, "Milton, we're heading out for field training soon.
How are the preparations?"
"All set, Chief," Milton replied, standing at attention.
After reporting, Milton left, and Rhianna couldn't help but ask, "What are you back?"
Realizing how inappropriate her question was, she corrected herself, knowing this was Rylee's home.
Rylee didn't seem bothered. He looked at her, noticing how much she had changed in just three months.
Rhianna turned away, avoiding his probing gaze.
"I'll be home for the next three days."
Rhianna thought she misheard.
"I took marriage leave," she heard Rylee say.
