The sentence hung in the air, filled with confidence and a hint of regret.Tania, who had been holding her breath, immediately interrupted."Jo... Jonathan, what... what do you mean? Does that mean his condition can still be cured?" Hope and doubt mixed in her voice.Jonathan looked at her and deliberately corrected her."Tania, remove the word 'can' from your question. In my dictionary, there's only one word: 'definitely.'""Thump!"The old commander suddenly rose, his muscular arm, covered with old scars, gripping Jonathan's arm tightly. His hand trembled slightly.The old man's eyes, which were usually stern, were now filled with decades of suppressed longing."Really... are you really saying these old legs of mine... can still be saved?"Jonathan did not pull away. Instead, he turned his hand and firmly patted the back of the commander's hand."Commander," he said with calm confidence that did not come across as arrogance, "if I couldn't do it, I wouldn't dare take this job. When

Throughout the journey, Tania searched every hotel and inn around the area. Her eyes carefully scanned every person walking along the sidewalks, hoping to catch sight of Jonathan. Whenever she spotted a young man with a similar build, her heart would race, only to sink when she realized it was not the person she was looking for."He can't have gone far," Tania muttered as she drove slowly. "But why can't I find any trace of him?"Feeling increasingly anxious, she tried calling Jonathan. She dialed the number she had saved just yesterday.However, all she heard was a recorded voice."The number you have dialed is currently unavailable."Tania tried again and again, but the result was the same.Sweat began to form on her forehead."Could it be... he deliberately turned off his phone because he's angry with us?"In reality, Jonathan had simply forgotten to charge his phone.The previous night, he had stayed up late drinking with his father. He had consumed quite a lot and had gone to bed

Today had truly been an unlucky day for Jonathan. While treating someone, he had been interrupted to the point that he even lost a piece of clothing. Then, when he took a taxi, he ended up meeting a crooked driver who deliberately took a longer route to extort him.The driver, the thick-mustached man who had been chattering nonstop earlier, shook the wrench in his hand while putting on an intimidating expression."Are you going to pay or not, kid? Don't make me lose my temper!" he threatened.Jonathan merely stared at him, his gaze cold as ice."You still have the nerve," he said slowly, his words cutting, "to take a detour and extort your passengers?"The Mustache Man was startled, but he pretended to be even more aggressive. He waved the wrench closer to Jonathan's face."Your mouth is pretty sharp, huh? But don't act brave! This is the provincial capital, not a place for you to show off! One swing of this and..."Before the Mustache Man could finish his sentence,CLACK!In a single

In the classic dining room of the old Wivarda Family residence, the dishes spread across the table looked like a feast fit for royalty. The aroma filled the room: clear venison soup, imported foie gras, grilled fish seasoned with herbs, and a small plate of premium sashimi that could only be found in a five-star hotel restaurant.Madam Wivarda sat comfortably in her chair, a smile never leaving her face. Every now and then, her gaze shifted toward Dina, then toward Jonathan, who sat calmly with his usual relaxed demeanor. From the way the old woman looked at them, it was obvious that she was thoroughly enjoying the beautiful picture of a future between the two talented young people sitting before her. She seemed to be imagining them as her granddaughter and future grandson-in-law. At her advanced age, such a thought brought her immense happiness.Dina, who was usually quite talkative, remained unusually quiet this time. She simply lowered her head while stirring her soup. Her face bec

The dark gray suit given to Tania had sharp shoulders, a modern collar, and fabric that fell perfectly along Jonathan's body. The moment he put it on, his usually relaxed aura transformed into something more mature, refined, confident, and classy.Inside the car, Mella, who was sitting beside the driver, glanced at him several times through the rearview mirror. At first, she tried to remain professional, but she could not hide her surprise. Jonathan looked completely different that day, more handsome, neat, and somehow carrying an expensive aura.Jonathan noticed her gaze. With his usual teasing attitude, he leaned back casually and said, "I know, I'm just too handsome today. It's understandable that you can't stop looking."Mella immediately rolled her eyes. "Who's looking? I'm just making sure the suit isn't wrinkled." But from her tone, it was obvious she was slightly flustered."Don't worry," Jonathan continued while straightening his sleeve. "It's a new suit. It won't wrinkle eas