The Wrong Woman

Eventually, Nathan released Mila's hand.

Mila felt a pang in her heart when she realized what it was like to be deeply loved by him. Regardless of his reluctance, he was willing to compromise for her sake.

She clung to Phoebe's arm as they walked away side by side.

When they were a short distance away, Phoebe couldn't help but look back. She saw Nathan standing in a warm yellow light under the falling snow. He stood motionless with his eyes fixed on Mila.

Unable to ignore him, Phoebe whispered, "Mila, General Morrison is still there.”

Mila replied with a hum but didn't turn around.

"I feel sorry for him sometimes,” Phoebe sighed.

"For what? Hasn't he got Fenna with him? You should feel sorry for me," Mila said with a bitter smile.

around Mila's and rested her

got you—Phoebe, the beauty,” Mila replied with a smile. "Mila, I've been researching a little online. It's normal for the baby bump not to be very noticeable midway through pregnancy. It will grow considerably in the later stages

We can go back to Phoenicia while you're expecting

into deep

pile of documents in her direction. His usual unpleasant demeanor remained, but his words were noticeably different. "Here are all our Team B

already reported to General Morrison. Why

the documents aside and replied, “It's not necessary. I have my own research projects and focus.

looked at her from head to toe in disdain before muttering

went dark. She gritted her teeth

away

her stomach. She worked to contain her anger and to bear the humiliation she

colleagues remained in the dark about the nature of her research. All they knew was that she had made several trips to

arrived with some snacks to satisfy her hunger. The rest of the research department

accidentally bumped into Mila. Mila was startled and stepped back in

wrapped her arm around Mila's waist