After Divorce, I Returned as the Army's Queen novel Chapter 2

Two rows of soldiers marched out in perfect unison, lining up at the gates of the military camp. They raised their right hands and saluted Chloe.

She watched as the senior commander, Allen Jackman, dressed in a full military uniform, approached her, holding a blackwood urn draped with Alverton's national flag.

Vibrant colors of the national flag stung Chloe's eyes. To her, they were a symbol of Jenna and Walter's belief and faith.

Years ago, Walter and Jenna had accepted the call of duty to join the peacekeeping force abroad, knowing full well that it might cost them their lives.

"When your parents' remains were found, they were inseparable, so the authorities cremated them together and placed both of them here," Allen gently explained, his voice carrying a hint of apology.

"That's alright," Chloe said as her gaze fixed on the urn with the flag draped over it. "They loved each other so much. I think they would've wanted to be together even in death."

Allen nodded solemnly, then straightened and formally presented the urn to her. "Honor to the fallen. May their spirits live forever."

As one, the soldiers behind him echoed those words, their voices booming under the sky. "Honor to the fallen! May their spirits live forever!"

Tears welled up in Chloe's eyes as she stood straight, saluting Allen and the soldiers with deep respect.

"Chloe Quall, here to bring her parents home!" she declared loudly, taking the urn in her arms. It felt heavy in her hands, yet it also brought her a strange sense of peace.

After three years, Walter and Jenna, who'd died in a foreign land, were finally home.

Only after the handover was complete did Allen notice that Chloe was alone today. He knew she was married.

"Where's your husband? Didn't he come with you?"

Chloe lowered her eyes and murmured, "He was busy and couldn't make it."

Allen sighed. He'd watched her grow up; once bright and spirited, she now seemed tired and worn out after three years of marriage.

Patting her shoulder, Allen said, "Come to me if you ever run into trouble. This old man might still be of some use."

"Thank you, Commander Jackman," Chloe replied.

"And remember, you can always come back here if life out there gets too tough. The gates of the camp will always be open for you, and this will always be your home."

Chloe nodded gratefully. After saying her goodbyes, she carefully carried the urn back into the car. Placing it gently on the passenger seat, she started the engine.

"Mom, Dad… Let me take you home."

…

When Chloe stepped into the villa, a voice drifted from the living room. "Now that Sonya's back—and as a female captain, no less—you should divorce Chloe and marry her."

It was Curtis' mother, Helen Foster.

"Sonya and I are just friends," Curtis flatly replied.

"Just friends? Everyone knows you've always loved Sonya. She's highly educated, has a great career, and is the first female captain at AeroQuest Airlines. Chloe's got nothing and is nowhere near good enough for you!" snapped Joanne Green, Curtis' younger sister.

A cold ache spread through Chloe's chest.

For three years, she'd supported Curtis in growing his company—working late, pushing through illness, and even going to the office hooked to an IV drip—only to hear that she was "nowhere near good enough".

Just then, Joanne spotted her. "You're utterly shameless, Chloe. How dare you eavesdrop on us?"

"I wasn't hiding, so how is this eavesdropping?" Chloe shot back as she stepped forward.

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