The Wrong Woman

Chapter 318

The vehicle eased to a stop by the roadside.

Nathan tenderly adjusted Fenna’s head, then exited the car and exchanged seats with Phoebe.

As Phoebe settled into the back seat and fastened her seatbelt, she couldn’t help but steal a glance at Fenna, who was pretending to be asleep.

She thought Fenna seemned respectable enough, holding a steady job in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. She shouldn’t behave this way. Only someone as oblivious as Nathan wouldn’t notice. No wonder Mila looked so troubled.

With a soft snort, Phoebe closed the window and leaned against the windowsill, observing the passing scenery as the car glided along the road.

Mila shifted in her seat, feeling a slight tension in her muscles. Yet, her mood gradually lifted as she gazed ahead.

After a while, Fenna finally opened her eyes. She frowned at Mila and Nathan in the front seats, gently biting her lip before closing her eyes again, pretending to sleep.

Evening had already descended by the time they arrived back in Phoenicia.

The vehicle halted in front of Sudvilla, directly opposite Hudson Manor. After expressing her gratitude, Fenna alighted from the car and left.

Nathan unfastened his seatbelt but remained seated. After a brief silence, he said in a gentle tone, “Would you still like to try the cake I bake?”

Upon hearing this, Phoebe promptly exited the car and took her place by the roadside.

Mila wrestled with her conflicting emotions, unable to muster the courage to meet his gaze. She wanted to, but in the end, she decided against it.

Given the recent events, she reasoned that Nathan must have pressing matters to attend to. He

must be busy.

another time,” Mila murmured, her

Nathan feeling dejected as he reclined in

to give up, Nathan pressed, “When will that be, then?”

slowly lowered her head and

his patience stretching into what felt like an endless expanse of time. His once fervent

showed no need for him. The feeling of being rendered unnecessary stabbed at his heart, making each

and

slowly, her eyes moist with unshed tears as she watched him leave.

Mila’s inner turmoil, she chose not to make it worse. Starting the car, she

return to Hoffis Manor, dinner was already underway.

Zach and Loretta. Zach’s eyes shimmered with kindness, his smile inviting, while Loretta and Sally looked frustrated, their eyes nearly rolling

as he glanced back and forth between Mila

dinner yet, have you? Come, join us,” Zach warmly

without hesitation, taking her seat with gratitude. “Thank you.”

a soft smile as she gracefully

Zach leaned in toward Mila, curiosity lacing his

a tourist

he inquired, “Did you enjoy

agreement. “Yes, we

give me your phone number, so I

“Sure.”

must be starving. Please, help yourself.”