All Chapters of Done Chasing the Cold-Hearted Commander: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

After I climbed into Nathan Linwood's car, he explained slowly, "Those people are just spouting nonsense. I'm on official business. I invited Veron to perform for the troops, so of course, I have to take care of her now that she's injured."I hummed in response and fell silent.He abruptly snapped, "Do you not believe me? Are you still mad at me? Viv… I'm focusing on our family now. What more do you want from me?"I looked out the window and, without sparing him a glance, responded, "I believe you. I thought I was fine, so I didn't bother you. Let's head back."My reply was as perfunctory as an automated response, prompting Nathan to slam his fist onto the steering wheel. The shrill blare of the horn shattered the silence, startling the performers who had just finished their show across the street.One of the women lifted her head and looked over. In the freezing night, she wore only a thin performance costume, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, the tip of her nose flushed r

With ice-cold fingertips, I held that file. After hanging up the call from the military commission, I found myself walking to the window as if possessed. Nathan held Veronica tightly in his arms in the yard downstairs. "I'm so sorry, Veron. Vivian's emotionally unstable, and she has psychological trauma… I can't leave her at a time like this. But believe me—once her condition stabilizes, I'll definitely give you a satisfactory answer."The two of them then kissed as if they couldn't bear to be parted, looking just like a pair of ill-fated lovers. At that exact moment, I felt the flesh and blood that held us together being ripped apart, leaving a gaping hole behind. It hurt so badly that I couldn't even make a sound. On the seventh day I spent lying in the hospital bed, I suddenly figured everything out. I wanted to leave Nathan and cut all of these ties myself. For seven days straight, he didn't return to the military district family compound. I didn't ask him about it. I simply

I didn't look back. In fact, I quickened my pace. All of a sudden, my crutch slipped, and I pitched forward, crashing to the floor. The burn on my arm started bleeding again. The fall was too hard. It felt as if something in my chest had shattered completely. I clenched my teeth, digging my fingernails into my palms, but the waterworks began despite myself. Growing up, I dreaded holidays the most. When I watched the warm light spill out of other people's windows and heard the laughter echoing from inside, envy hacked away at my flesh like a dull knife. Nathan knew better than anyone that this was my most painful scar. Yet, just to comfort Veronica, he tore that scar open again and again with his own hands. He rushed over and scooped me up, anger straining his voice. "Why do you have to be so goddamn obstinate, Vivian?"As soon as his words fell, a thermos came flying through the air. In the blink of an eye, scalding soup splashed all over my face, and my forehead rapidly swe

I took off my helmet. "Tell him I'm training, and I don't have time for him.""He said it's urgent. It's about the divorce agreement."I fell silent for a few seconds. "Take him to the reception room."When I pushed open the door to the reception room, Nathan was standing in front of the window with his back to the entrance. When he heard footsteps approaching, he spun around.I hadn't seen him in six months. He had lost a lot of weight, and the dark circles under his eyes were incredibly heavy. His military uniform actually looked a bit loose on him. "Viv…" His voice was terribly raspy. I closed the door and sat on the couch furthest from him. "Commander Linwood, the divorce report should have been approved by now. If this is about the paperwork, please contact the Political Department.""I didn't sign it." He strode over and crouched down in front of me before looking up at me. "I didn't sign it, Viv. We're still husband and wife.""After two full years of separation, a mil