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.

she forced a stiff smile. She pretended not to care,

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

his face. He shook off her hand to catch up with Mila.

response. He was very anxious. After pressing it several times, he rushed to the stairs.

stood in the lobby on the first floor as she was waiting for Phoebe by the glass

fell from the sky, creating a lonely and beautiful atmosphere. She felt a bit cold and

needed to maintain a happy mood to provide the best emotional environment

depressed, or crying in pain would be very irresponsible

anxious voice

turned to

ran up to her, panting. There was a

you should go back. You really don't need to escort me because Phoebe will be here soon.

to put the coat on

took two steps back. She extended her hand to block

slowly took

come after them again. She urged,

was sharp. He suppressed his anger and