The Wrong Woman

In reality, Mila's pregnancy was already over five months, yet due to her advanced age, her belly didn't protrude noticeably.

During the early stages of her pregnancy, Mila battled severe morning sickness, which greatly affected her nutrient intake and left her feeling weak.

Phoebe took hold of Mila's luggage and linked her arm with Milas, stepping out of the airport with a spring in her step.

Once outside, Phoebe lifted the luggage and stowed it in the car.

As Mila tilted her head, her gaze fixed on the northern skyline, where snowflakes drifted down gently. A sudden wave of longing washed over her, reminding her of how much she missed Loretta.

After finishing loading the luggage, Phoebe walked over to Mila and said, "Let's hop into the car, Mila."

Snapping out of her reverie, Mila finally climbed into the car.

Phoebe started the engine and pulled away. "Mila, I've rented a small house in the suburbs. It's quiet, peaceful, and has a great environment.”

Mila's mood shifted, and she spoke softly, "Phoebe, I want to go see Grandma."

"Sure," Phoebe responded, adjusting her course at the next intersection.

hand gently resting on her belly as she thought to herself, "Sweetie, Mommy is taking

way, Phoebe, how's Nate doing?" Mila asked, her emotions

darkened, and she responded coldly, “Cole informed me that since

almost six months. Hasn't he come back to visit his family?" Phoebe replied nonchalantly, “Cole mentioned that even before Nate

a sweet warmth. It seemed that Nathan's frequent trips to Phoenicia after

smiled and said, “You and Cole seem to be quite

blushed, her smile shy as she confessed, "We're just

me ask your “good friend" if Nathan

of Nathan. "Mila, I think all men

homeland and contribute to its scientific research,” Mila

seems like you have quite strong opinions about Nathan, don't you?" Phoebe

Mila couldn't shake off a creeping sense of fear. Anxiously, she asked, "Did he...

Phoebe quickly replied, “It hasn't reached that point yet, but he's with Fenna

like a bolt from the blue, leaving

couldn't hide the tremor in her voice. “Are

“Is there even such a thing as genuine friendship between men and women these

with Phoebe's sentiment, feeling

air to rush in. "Phoebe, I'm feeling a bit stuffy. Would you mind if I open the window

melancholy, Phoebe rushed to reassure her, "Mila, please