Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 658

A group of tough men who wouldn't flinch at bloodshed now stood with red-rimmed eyes.

Yvonne recognized a couple of them, besides Simon, from the military-themed reality show she had participated in at Bennett’s base.

But no one was in the mood for pleasantries.

“Where… where is he hurt?” she asked, her voice raspy.

“Mostly superficial wounds…” Simon began evasively, but he couldn't bring himself to continue as he looked into Yvonne’s eyes.

A soldier in camouflage suddenly squatted down, his sobs suppressed. “It’s all my fault. Mr. Thompson was injured trying to save me.”

The atmosphere outside the operating room was suffocating, broken only by the soldier’s quiet weeping.

“Shut up! Your commander isn’t dead yet, so stop your damn crying!” a man in his forties, Colonel Andrew Lee, Bennett’s superior, barked, kicking the soldier lightly.

Instantly, even the sound of crying vanished, leaving a silence so profound it was almost unbearable.

Yvonne clutched her chest, struggling to breathe.

Then, she heard hurried footsteps coming down the hallway. Frank and Emma had arrived.

As was procedure, Bennett’s parents had been notified.

Frank and Emma’s estate was far from the airport, so they had missed the earlier flight Yvonne had taken.

But the Thompson family had a private jet and could arrange their own flight path, so they arrived in Chano not long after Yvonne.

“Bennett? Where’s Bennett?” Emma cried out as she approached.

Emma had been the picture of elegance and dignity her entire life, always poised and noble. This was the first time Yvonne had ever seen her so disheveled. Her face, bare of makeup, was deathly pale, and her eyes were swollen from crying.

Over the years, Bennett had suffered numerous injuries in the line of duty, but Emma and Frank were always told after the fact.

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