The Wrong Woman

Mila was frustrated. She gathered her clothes and vented, "Fenna acts like she owns Nathan's place. She comes and goes as she pleases, in the

house, the office, the dorm, without even knocking.

"She interferes not only in his work but also in his personal life. She's slowly taking over Nathan's life, and it would cause problems sooner or later. |

need to keep a close eye on this.”

Phoebe completely agreed.

Later that night, Nathan walked through the brightly lit dorm building while texting Mila. "| miss you. Can you spend the night in my room?"

Mila never replied. He sent another one right away. "Should | come to your room?"

There was still no reply from Mila. Nathan felt a deep emptiness in his heart. He tightened his grip on his phone and continued walking.

Fenna followed him closely. When she noticed he wasn't texting, she asked, "Did you two have another fight?"

Nathan didn't feel like answering.

Fenna continued seriously, "We need to check on the progress at the armaments department tomorrow. You should go to bed early and stop getting

caught up in trifles like romance.”

"You should go back and get some rest," Nathan replied flatly.

"It's still early. I'll clean up your room," Fenna said casually. "You're always busy and never have time to clean.

up pampered. She doesn't know how to handle housework and needs someone to look after her everyday needs.

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Fenna asked, "Does our ten-year friendship mean nothing