The Wrong Woman

Chapter 316

Glancing through the rearview mirror, Mila found Nathan resting peacefully with his eyes. closed.

An unexpected surge of bitterness and anger welled up within her, but it was Nathan’s demeanor that infuriated her the most.

Before knowing her true identity, he professed a decade–long adoration for her. Yet, now it all seemed hollow. She wondered if it was merely a retaliation for her rejection.

Meanwhile, Fenna kept up her ceaseless chatter about her and Nathan’s shared history. “On my birthday, Nate went above and beyond, baking a birthday cake just for me. He really put his effort into it.”

Mila felt a painful tightness in her chest, the discomfort becoming unbearable. Forcing a smile, she turned to Nathan and softly called out, “Nate.”

Nathan, taken aback, met her gaze. With a gentle tone, he responded, “Yes?”

Fenna’s expression darkened as her gaze darted nervously between Mila and Nathan.

With a subtle smile, Mila suggested, “I’d love to try your cake as well. Could you bake one for me?”

Nathan’s lips curved slightly, his voice soft and reassuring. “Sure.”

Mila pressed on, “When will you be free?”

were full of tenderness, his rich voice gentle as he replied, “Anytime

“How about tonight?”

“No problem.”

Mila added,

replied with sincerity,

but stifle a laugh as she observed the

bit her lip, her expression darkening as she crossed

the car finally pulled into a rest area.

into the shop, her gaze wandering over the sign displaying various food items. Lost in thought about what to eat, she was interrupted by Fenna’s

noodle soup, but the portion is too much for me.

+15 BONUS

them from the

you a smaller portion for

way, that’s such a waste of money!”

quickly look away. Unsettling emotions churned within her, despite knowing she had no grounds

sighed, relenting, “Alright, then go

waiter, “I’ll have the

commented, “Ms. York, it seems like you’re quite a picky