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.

away from Fenna, Mila replied calmly, "Making the bed is Nate's job. If he's not here, Phoebe will do it. If

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

her teeth clenched with fury as she roared, "What do you mean

me," Mila retorted sharply as she purposefully

a mission. Mila had no intention of distracting him with the discord between herself

even if she told him, Nathan wouldn't reassign Fenna.

later, Mila learned from Phoebe that Fenna had wrapped up the group's affairs and returned to Phoenicia, assisting Nathan with his work. Content

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if they were dating, and Phoebe denied it decisively. Content belongs to

fervent phone conversations, stretching on for hours with no shortage of topics, Mila couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Cole busy?" Phoebe chuckled. "He is, but he managed to chat

asked Mila, "Doesn't Mr. Morrison call

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