The Wrong Woman

Mila sneered. "Are you truly clueless or are you just pretending?"

“I'm completely clueless,” Nathan replied.

"I excel in professional knowledge and skills, but I lack experience in schemes, tricks, and tactics. I'm no match for anyone in that regard,” Mila explained.

Nathan was lost. He gently turned her toward him, held her face in his hands, and looked into her eyes. "No one can defeat you when I'm by your side."

Mila pushed Nathan's hand away, stepped back, and said angrily, “I'm sorry, you're the reason Fenna just defeated me."

Confusion and helplessness clouded Nathan's face.

Mila grew even more irritated when she realized he didn't understand her frustration. She pounded Nathan's chest and warned, “I won't forgive you if anything happens to our baby because of you. Prepare yourself for a divorce."

turned

up, Mila was already getting into the car driven by Phoebe. Phoebe closed the door and assured, "General Morrison, don't worry, I'll safely take Mila back to

too," Nathan said, opening the car

silently out the window. The car continued down the street, with Mila remaining silent for the entire journey. Nathan didn't know how to cheer Mila up. He tried to hold her hand, but

and after they got back to the military base, Mila didn't speak

they arrived, they went their separate ways to their dorms. That night, Mila's phone kept

She was determined to push aside her emotions and focus

got to the research department office, her colleagues bombarded her with

did you tie the knot?" one professor

looked at everyone in astonishment. "How did you all find

news spread like wildfire in the

your mystery

because there's a bun in the