The Wrong Woman

"Nonsense!" Fenna roared.

Mila calmly responded, "It was solely Nate's decision to investigate you. I've never voiced an opinion on the matter."

Fenna's face darkened, her words sharp, "Are you trying to drive a wedge between us?"

Unable to hold back, Phoebe chimed in, "Mila, stop wasting your energy on her. Let's have someone escort her out."

Mila knew that wouldn't resolve the issue. Even if Fenna were to be driven out, she'd keep coming back. A more decisive approach was necessary.

She subtly squeezed Phoebe's hand, signaling her to hold back. Then, she gestured toward the house and said, "Ms. Hudson, let's discuss this inside."

Fenna walked inside, her steps deliberate.

Worried about potential conflicts, Phoebe trailed behind them.

a maid graciously served coffee

shot her a fierce look with her fists clenched. In

"Ms. Hudson, I understand your feelings and your desire to remain close to Nate despite

took a deep breath, resisting

Despite her irritation, Mila

attempts to undermine her before. However, a war of words wouldn't resolve anything, soa better approach

Unless Mila felt

her composure as she spoke, "Ms. Hudson, Nate would

to destroy my relationship with Nate." Growing impatient, Mila shot back,

"He ignores my calls."

her phone, unlocked it, and extended it toward Fenna. "Use mine. He'll

Mila with suspicion.

mix of frustration and disbelief. Fenna, who was attempting to infiltrate her marriage, was now

her teeth, Mila dialed Nathan's number, switched to speaker mode, and handed the

the phone, Nathan's voice came through, imbued with a warmth and tenderness she had never