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?”

full of tenderness, his rich voice gentle as he replied, “Anytime you wish.”

“How about tonight?”

“No problem.”

want a chocolate–flavored cake,” Mila added, injecting a playful tone.

replied with sincerity, “Roger that.”

a laugh as she

lip, her expression darkening as she crossed her arms and gazed out the window.

car finally pulled into a rest area.

sign displaying various food items. Lost in thought

soup, but the portion is too much for me. I’ve been on a diet

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glanced at them from the corner

proposed, “Let’s ask if they can make you a smaller portion for the same

nudged his arm playfully. “No way, that’s such a waste of

tightened, prompting her to quickly look away. Unsettling emotions churned within her, despite knowing she had no grounds for jealousy or

sighed, relenting, “Alright, then go ahead and order.”

informed the waiter, “I’ll have the seafood

commented, “Ms. York, it seems