The Wrong Woman

Nathan's gaze slowly moved to the strawberries.

The strawberries were bright red, large, and enticing. The strawberries were arranged in a very exquisite style.

Nathan looked at her suspiciously. He asked, "Did you pick these?" Mila nodded. She replied, "Yes. Some branches were hanging down, so I was able to pick some."

Nathan was very touched. But as soon as he thought about Mila's usual tricks, the warmth he felt vanished instantly.

"So, what do you need my help with?" Nathan asked. He knew she never offered kindness without an ulterior motive.

Yet, he still willingly treated her well.

Mila smiled sweetly and then approached Nathan. She said quietly, "Mr. Morrison, I want to join Team A."

Nathan's face turned grim. He looked up at her and said, "No, Team A is responsible for projects mostly on the frontlines. The work is difficult, time-consuming, stressful, and dangerous.

“You should stay in Team B and excel in your field. Besides, you've worked with several professors from Team B before, and they all like you."

Mila instantly felt lost.

So, Team A was in charge of frontline work.

Compared to Team A, the Team B leader didn't seem so scary at all. Seeing her lost in thought, Nathan curiously

and said, “No, Team B is fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I should get going now." After speaking, she slowly grasped the small basket with both hands as

of the basket. He was

replied, "I'm going

so he looked at

that Nathan didn't like

she didn't want to risk going out to buy fruits, so she

were just a

didn't expect him to care about these

of goodwill. Nathan didn't like strawberries, so

her to take them back and share

strawberries either!" she

go of his hand. He said, "You gave

slowly let go. She should just forget it, she could always pick

out the window. It was already dark. The warm yellow street lamps were on as snow fell from the

arrived, it was still

did it get dark

took out her phone to send a message to Phoebe as she walked. She wanted Phoebe to come and