The Wrong Woman

"I'm sure you'll find a way. Just try to make it work," Mila said.

She understood her discomfort with Fenna might stem from her insecurities, but she was also aware that loyalty wasn't enough to sustain a marriage

Mila would never feel safe as long as Fenna was around Nathan.

Nathan stroked Mila's hand and reassured her, "Mila, I've had assurances from Fenna that she won't interfere in our marriage. She's not a bad

person, so you don't have to worry about her doing anything outrageous.”

Mila's mood darkened. She pulled her hand away and wrapped herself in the covers. She turned away and closed her eyes.

"Take care of yourself and come back safely," she murmured.

"All right." Nathan felt her indifference and decided to say nothing more. He tucked her in, turned off the light, and left.

It was 5:00 am in Phoenicia. Soldiers from the military base surrounded Hoffis Manor. Everyone was jolted awake. Avery showed up dressed in thick

pajamas and with her hair disheveled.

imposing figure and asked, "What's going on? Trespassing in Norvania is a serious

flashed Avery a search warrant. She watched worriedly as armed soldiers entered

way to the couch and sat down.

Nathan, Avery pretended to be calm and asked, "General Morrison, we haven't seen each other in six

with all the

maintained his stoic look in

a seductive pose, with one hand resting on the back of her head and the other lightly

at Nathan and smiled. "You're charming,

facade. Her heart pounded, and

and made her tremble with

Avery had mastered keeping her emotions in check after years of corporate life.

wonder what kind of woman you fancy? I don't know if someone like me, the richest widow in Norvania, would

of her being a widow. "Oliver's dead?" he asked with

ago. His ashes were scattered at

He stared at Avery

have all the paperwork—death certificate, cremation certificate, everything. I can show them to you

doubt me."

necessary. If he really wanted to die, there's probably a