Chapter 173: Elena Ward Pushed Open the Door and Froze in Place

Elena Ward pushed open the door and froze in place.

The living room gleamed with brand-new hardwood furniture, imported fruits arranged on the coffee table. Further inside, the kitchen was fully equipped with a refrigerator and washing machine. Even a state-of-the-art color television sat in the bedroom.

"This..." Her fingers trembled slightly as they brushed the television's smooth surface.

The meaningful look from HR Director Ryan Lee suddenly made sense. How could a junior doctor like her qualify for such luxurious accommodations?

Daniel Ward dropped their luggage with a loud thud.

"Elena, this place..." His voice cracked as he surveyed the room, "It's better than our regiment commander's quarters."

Elena took a deep breath, forcing composure. "Don't overthink it, brother. The hospital director must have his reasons."

She pretended nonchalance while opening the refrigerator—packed with fresh ingredients.

"Look, they even stocked groceries. When Vanessa visits, we can—"

Daniel grabbed her wrist. "Elena, are you really giving up university?"

She pulled away, busying herself with unpacking. "You know my medical skills. I'll get my degree in a couple years."

Her back turned to Daniel, fingers clutching her clothes so tightly her knuckles whitened.

With a sigh, Daniel began making her bed. Both silently agreed to drop the subject.

As dusk fell, Daniel's stomach growled loudly.

"Brother!" Elena whirled around. "You haven't eaten all day?"

He scratched his head sheepishly. "It's fine, I—"

"Let's eat out!" She dragged him out before he could protest.

Steam rose from the small noodle shop behind the hospital.

"Two sizzling woks with noodles, four poached eggs!" Elena slapped the table, winking at Daniel. "My treat tonight."

Before Daniel could refuse, the owner brought steamed buns. Elena pushed the plate toward him. "Eat!"

The thin-skinned buns burst with filling. Daniel took one bite before his eyes reddened.

"What's wrong?" Elena asked anxiously.

"Nothing." He wiped his face. "Just...remembering when you couldn't even afford plain steamed buns as a child..."

Elena's nose stung. She ducked her head to slurp noodles.

They devoured five bowls of noodles and four buns until stuffed.

Back at the dorm, they argued over who would take the bed.

"I'm your elder brother!" Daniel insisted.

"And I'm the host here!" Elena planted her hands on her hips.

Daniel finally surrendered, reluctantly lying on the large bed.

Late at night, Elena curled on the sofa hearing muffled sobs through the wall. She bit the quilt corner, tears soaking her pillow.

Before dawn, Daniel slipped away. On the coffee table lay a note:

"Take care, Elena. Your brother will always support you."

The handwriting blurred in spots, as if water had smudged the ink.