The Wrong Woman

Chapter 407

Fenna raised an eyebrow and glanced at Mila, taking on a self–righteous stance in defense of Nathan.

“What sort of couple are they? Would she even acknowledge it? What does she take Nate for? Clinging tightly to him on one hand, yet refusing to define their relationship in any way, not even as mere friends–doesn’t that seem to be the situation?”

Cole quickly stepped forward, pulling Fenna back and whispering, “Ms. Hudson, please don’t cause trouble.”

Fenna brushed off Cole’s hand, visibly irritated. “I pity you, Nate. Why should she be allowed. to play with your feelings?”

Mila remained silent as she looked at Nathan, her eyes brimming with tears as her heart weighed heavily with pain.

Did Nathan truly agree with everything Fenna said? Was she really that intolerable?

Feeling disheartened, Mila took Sienna’s hand and turned away, her voice faltering, “Sienna, let’s go.

“Alright,” Sienna said and followed her.

Just as they were about to take a step forward, Nathan walked ahead, blocking Mila’s path. His gaze was intense, his tone gentle but filled with concern. “Where are you going?”

Mila suppressed her emotions, biting her lower lip and holding her breath. She gazed up at him with a faint, resigned expression.

simmered in her

said solemnly, “Come home with me. You can bring your friend. It’s not safe to wander outside. It’s too

Norvania has excellent security with surveillance cameras and police patrols everywhere. You

as he glanced at Sienna. Nonetheless, he didn’t blame her, acknowledging the truth

should have been aware of her unique status, especially after her identity was

down, and she spoke in a detached tone, “Mr. Morrison, I appreciate your kindness, but

to reprimand me for leading you on without

emphasis on “close friend” in her

Sienna’s hand and walked past Nathan.

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a tremor

staying at his house?

felt like sharp knives piercing his

care and companionship over the past few days meant nothing?

bed with him every night during his injury

earlier that day, to entice him so intimately,

eagerly anticipate leaving him as soon

cold, ambiguous smile betrayed the turmoil within him. His chest heaved, the fire in his