The Wrong Woman

She's not treating Nathan well?

Mila was left speechless.

For Nathan, she had risked exposing her true identity and ventured into the Nightshade headquarters to save him.

She also forsook her homeland and her career in science, sacrificing her nationality in Sunterland to return to Norvania and start anew.

She had entrusted Nathan with her most precious assets-her life and her career-carrying his child within her. Yet, was all this not sufficient? Must she also serve him like a maid to be deemed worthy?

Mila felt a disconnect between herself and Fenna. She couldn't understand Fenna's mindset, just as Fenna couldn't grasp hers.

Unable to drive Fenna away, Mila felt annoyed watching her wandering around the room. With a swift motion, she tossed aside the covers, slipped into her coat, shoes, and socks, and grabbed her phone, readying herself to leave.

But as she took her first few steps, Fenna's voice echoed from behind, "Why don't you even bother to straighten the sheets and covers after getting up? Are you always this sloppy?"

Mila paused in her tracks, her hands caressing her taunt and aching belly, focusing on steadying her breath. If this tension continued, Fenna's provocation might trigger a miscarriage.

Nate's job. If he's not

is to serve. If I do your duty, how can you

fury as she

sharply as she

no intention of distracting him with

that even if she told him, Nathan wouldn't reassign Fenna. It would only add to

few days later, Mila learned from Phoebe that Fenna had wrapped up the group's affairs and returned to

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they called and texted endlessly every day, caught amid

finishing a

over and leaned on Mila's desk. Mila asked her if they were dating, and Phoebe denied it

of topics, Mila couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Cole busy?" Phoebe

Mila, "Doesn't Mr. Morrison call

Phoebe the chat history with Nathan on her