Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 399

On the way, he got a call from Yvonne.

Yvonne: "Are you at the base?"

Bennett: "No. I just came from the hospital. Yolanda was in a car accident."

Yvonne: "Is it serious?"

Bennett: "A broken rib."

Perhaps because of their past experiences, neither Yvonne nor Bennett considered a broken rib a major injury. They exchanged a few more sweet nothings before hanging up.

Bennett's car arrived back at the base.

He was currently staying in a private dorm on base. He had just walked in and taken off his shirt to shower when there was a knock on the door.

Since it was an all-male base, Bennett didn't bother putting a shirt back on and went straight to the door.

"Just saw your car pull up downstairs, so I knew you were back." The man at the door was Andrew Lee, the commissar of Bennett's regiment. He was a lean, dark-skinned man in his early forties who exuded an air of sharp competence.

"Just got back. What's up?" Bennett asked.

Andrew went over the work schedule for the next day. Bennett listened attentively, nodded when he was done, and then offered his own thoughts.

After they finished with business, Andrew didn't leave right away. Instead, he just stood there, grinning at Bennett.

"What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" Bennett said as he opened his closet and pulled out a clean olive-drab T-shirt and pants.

"Not on your face, but there's something on your neck," Andrew said with a laugh, pointing. He teased, "Well, well, look at this. The great Mr. Bennett Thompson finally got some action."

"If you've got nothing better to do, go get some sleep. Don't be the last one to show up for training again tomorrow morning," Bennett retorted, not bothering to engage. He took his clean clothes and disappeared into the bathroom.

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