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?”

his rich voice gentle as he replied,

“How about tonight?”

“No problem.”

chocolate–flavored cake,” Mila

sincerity, “Roger

a

darkening as she crossed her arms and gazed

three hours of driving, the car finally pulled into

food items. Lost in thought about what to eat,

is too much

+15 BONUS

them from the corner of her eye.

they can make you a smaller portion for the same price.”

arm playfully. “No way, that’s such

tightened, prompting her to quickly look away. Unsettling emotions churned within her, despite knowing she

relenting, “Alright, then go

order, Mila informed the waiter, “I’ll have the seafood pasta, no onions and parsley, please.”

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