The Wrong Woman

Chapter 470

Mila and Donald were chatting as they walked back.

Nathan quickly asked, "Chubs, when can you start working?"

Donald turned to look at Nathan, but Mila remained with her back to him.

After a pause, she said lightly, "Maybe in a few months."

Nathan said in a slightly hard tone, "That's too long. Tomorrow, get on the plane with me to return to the military base.”

Mila suddenly clenched her fists. She bit her lower lip stoically as her eyes welled up with tears.

She really wanted to rush up to him, disregarding everything, and tell him, "I'm pregnant. I need to take care of myself during pregnancy!

“I don't want to go to the border to give birth, and I also don't want to see you and Fenna be lovey-dovey toward each other especially when I'm pregnant!"

But now, Nathan was her superior, and she had to comply.

Moreover, she had hidden her pregnancy from everyone by wearing a winter coat.

She had no excuse to refuse. She simply replied, "Okay. I'll take the plane by myself tomorrow. No need to trouble General Morrison." Donald was baffled. Watching Mila's actions, he couldn't believe she turned her back on her superior to respond, and with such a cold attitude.

a year. Now they were

then continued

an hour later, the reception

leaders chatted in groups as they

of sofas where the

Cole stood up. They saw everyone had left, but Nathan

so she peeked inside. She

replied, "Maybe Mr. President is talking to

said, "I'll go

followed, "Fenna,

were three doors in the

the second door, she suddenly saw a familiar

woman whose back reminded her of Mila. She was lost

walked out as he

arm and asked, "Nate, what's going

you seen..." His words

identity was confidential. Only the high-ranking officials of Norvania knew about it and it couldn't

is outside. Are we heading back to the military base?" Nathan was still searching for Mila. Just as he turned his head, he caught sight of Milas figure at the end of the corridor. But

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