The Wrong Woman

Mila was nervous and had no idea what to do, so she leaned against Phoebe.

Her strange behavior made Fenna even more suspicious. Without hesitation, Fenna reached out to touch Mila's stomach. Mila panicked and ducked.

Phoebe was enraged. She stepped in to protect Mila and stopped Fenna from going any further.

"What do you think you're doing? Are you insane?" Phoebe questioned. She pushed Fenna away, but Fenna kept trying to approach Mila. Fenna grew increasingly agitated as she demanded, “Is she pregnant or what? Just answer me!"

Fenna ignored the looks of the others. All she wanted to know was the truth. She hadn't been able to get rid of her worries since Cameron had helped Mila to get Nathan drunk.

Phoebe pushed Fenna away with all her might. Fenna staggered backward. Her expression turned sour as she stared at Mila's stomach while gritting her teeth.

Mila was wearing a loose coat that hid her stomach well, but Fenna could tell that Mila's movements weren't as nimble as usual. They were more like those of a pregnant woman.

the cafeteria, and the commotion attracted

childbirth began to watch Mila closely. Most people wouldn't have paid much attention to

extremely irritating. She was livid. She pointed at Fenna and shouted, "You are completely insane! Why do you care whether someone is pregnant or not? It's none of

tugged at Phoebe's sleeve, quietly urging her not to say anything

her outside. "Mila, go back to your dorm and get some rest. I'll

nodded sullenly. The two of them drew

was more intense than anyone else's. Her suspicions grew even though Mila hadn't admitted anything. She even heard snippets of conversation between female colleagues. “I have a feeling she might be pregnant. She must be pretty far along in her pregnancy, judging by her waist and the

haven't seen a baby bump yet,

show much when they're pregnant, especially if they're already slender. And if she wore a coat, it would only hide

was still single, wasn't she? Whose

"Who knows?"

the meeting ended on the top floor of the office building. Nathan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He looked exhausted

want to disturb Nathan's moment of rest. “Nate.” Fenna's urgent voice came from outside. She rushed in, looking flustered. "You're still here in the conference