The Wrong Woman

Nathan adjusted the coat before turning to where the voice came from. He was angry, and his gaze was cold.

He was a bit confused as he questioned Fenna, "What's with your attitude?"

Fenna seemed to realize her abruptness, so she regained her composure before walking toward Nathan.

"Nate, aren't you working overtime? I brought dinner for you," Fenna said.

Her gaze then slowly shifted to Mila. She wore an insincere smile and said, "I didn't expect Ms. Hoffis to be here too. I didn't prepare an extra portion, sorry about that."

To Mila, this was a special situation. She adhered to the principle of not causing trouble, not offending anyone, and treating everyone with kindness and courtesy.

She just wanted to safely get through each day.

Mila smiled as she replied, "It's okay, Ms. Hudson. I'll eat when I get home."

She swiftly unbuttoned the coat and took it off, not waiting for Nathan. Handing it over to him, she said, "There's no need for you to escort me."

Nathan's expression turned grim as he was hurt by her.

a stiff smile. She pretended not to care, though her heart ached. She politely nodded to Fenna,

immediately grabbed his hand. She asked, "Nate, where are you

her hand to catch up with Mila. However, he was one step too late. The elevator door

He was very anxious. After pressing it several times, he rushed

for Phoebe by the glass door. She placed her hands in

lamp, snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, creating a

reminding herself not to cry during pregnancy. She needed to maintain a

in pain would be very

voice came behind

turned to look

ran up to her, panting. There was a sense of desolation reflected in

pursed her lips and smiled. She pretended to be calm as she asked, "General Morrison, you should go back. You really don't need

the coat on her as

hand to block him

slowly took

after them again. She

was intense, and his voice was sharp. He suppressed his anger and asked, "How many times do I have to say