The Wrong Woman

Fenna was taken aback by Nathan's sudden outburst. "I haven't done anything to Wanda," she hurriedly explained, "nor do I have the capability to do so.

"We were simply sitting in the living room, having tea together. She's the one who asked me to talk to you."

Nathan's voice was firm and deliberate as he spoke, "Your role has been reassigned. Please proceed directly to your new position and refrain from bothering Chubs in the future." "I wasn't here to see her," Fenna clarified. "I was actually looking for you."

"Why were you looking for me?"

"I don't want to be transferred, and I won't comply," Fenna began. She wanted to say more, but Nathan's furious outburst interrupted her.

"Fenna, do you honestly believe you're entitled just because I've been lenient with you? I'm not your brother; I don't have the patience to coddle you. Leave right away."

Fenna felt aggrieved, and tears welled up in her eyes. Her voice was choked with emotion as she said, "Nate, why are you treating me like this? After over a decade of friend-"

"Please, don't bring up friendship," Nathan cut her off sharply. "I'm friends with your brother, not you. You're only here because of him. I've shown you some courtesy out of respect for him. Do you honestly think I care about you?"

his tone firm, "If Chubs' feelings are hurt, whether by you or your brother, I won't

are to keep your distance from Chubs from now on. Stay

tongue. However, the call was abruptly disconnected on the other end and replaced by a busy signal. As Fenna set the phone down, she buried her face in her hands, tears flowing down

slowly tucking it back into her

sympathize with Fenna. Despite her shortcomings, Fenna

console her, Phoebe suggested, "Ms. Hudson, you're still young and attractive. Why not pursue a relationship with an eligible man, get married, and start a

to Mr. Morrison? He's married and

clouding her vision as she retorted, "You don't understand me at

understand your perspective. But is it justified to hold onto someone else's husband

said it before; I don't

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side as his assistant, taking care of him for the rest of my life. As long as I can see him every day, I'll be content. I'm not asking

coming on, Mila rubbed her

efforts to reason with Fenna, she remained obstinate. Thus,

leaving her frustrated. With a cold snort,

anger flared as she demanded, "Why are you speechless? How dare you criticize me? Take