He had looked forward to this moment for countless days and nights, and now, the person he was waiting for was inside.
But he was afraid.
He feared that Joy Taylor hated him, and that she did not want to see him.
At that time, someone came out from inside.
It was Chloe Collins.
His face flushed with panic, he asked softly, "How, how is she?"
Chloe answered indifferently, "She's okay."
"What do you mean okay? Is she injured?"
"Yes."
Tristan Collins's face turned pale, "Where, where is she injured? Is it serious? Ah?"
Chloe frowned, and after a while, she said, "Go in and see for yourself."
She did not linger, stepping to the side and walking out.
Just now, Alexander Foster had called; their operation had gone smoothly.
Theodore Collins was now returning with them and would arrive this afternoon.
Robert Foster, on the other hand, remained there, continuing the rest of the rescue work with the troops.