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?

warrant. She watched worriedly as armed soldiers entered and exited every

to the couch and sat down. His

Morrison, we haven't seen each other in six months. Why

with

his stoic

resting on the back

charming, but

gaze hardened and cut right through Avery's facade. Her heart pounded, and she swallowed nervously. His intense gaze sent

made

Avery had mastered keeping her emotions in check after years of corporate life. Feigning calm, she teased, "General Morrison, I

you fancy? I don't know if someone like me, the

at the news of her being a widow. "Oliver's dead?" he asked with a look of

in a fire two months ago. His ashes were scattered at the sea," Avery replied

further. He stared at Avery

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

doubt me."

wanted to die, there's probably a way for him to be reborn,"