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.

at Nathan's imposing figure and asked, "What's going on?

worriedly

couch and sat down. His

"General Morrison, we haven't seen each other in

what's with all the

his stoic look in

crossed her legs and assumed a seductive pose, with one hand resting

dreamily at Nathan and smiled. "You're charming, but why don't you smile or

Her heart pounded, and she swallowed

spine and made her tremble

mastered keeping her emotions in check after years of

know if someone

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

two months ago.

stared at

"I have all the paperwork—death certificate, cremation certificate, everything.

doubt me."

to die, there's probably a