The Wrong Woman

Fenna glared at Mila, her eyes filled with resentment. "Why couldn't you have stayed in Sunterland? If you didn't interfere, Nate wouldn't be treating me like this. I would still be his most reliable and competent assistant."

Feeling exasperated, Mila let out a cold snort, finding herself utterly speechless. She had no desire to prolong the conversation.

Indeed, the depth of Fenna's obsession made reasoning with her impossible.

Fenna snapped, "I won't cause trouble for you, but I won't abandon Nate either."

With that, she turned on her heel and walked away.

Exasperated by her remarks, Mila sank back onto the sofa, taking a moment to compose herself. Glancing over, she noticed Phoebe looking unusually despondent, her gaze fixed on her phone.

Sitting beside Phoebe, Mila gently wrapped her arm around her shoulders. "What's troubling you? You don't actually believe what she said, do you?"

Phoebe managed a bitter smile and shook her head.

"Why not just ask Cole directly? That would clear up any misunderstandings, wouldn't it?"

Phoebe forced another strained smile. "We're not even a couple, so what right do I have to confront him?"

Frowning, Mila asked, "But do you genuinely have feelings for him?"

Phoebe bowed her head, choosing to remain silent.

clueless guy. I bet he's never even confessed his feelings to you,

at her words, her head sinking

from his busy schedule, we'll talk to him, alright?" A flicker of annoyance crossed Phoebe's expression as she replied, "I'd rather not bring up this topic. It'll make me seem desperate for him to be my boyfriend." "Alright, alright, you don't

their errands. Coincidentally, they spotted Cole at the entrance, inspecting his car's engine. Stepping out of the car, Mila took Phoebe's hand and

deeply embarrassed, a flicker of simmering anger evident within her. "Mila, let's not bother him. We should just

I've got your

he spotted Phoebe, his face softened into a

Mrs. Morrison," Cole greeted

nearby town today with General Morrison and stumbled upon a delightful handicraft. I'll bring it to you later." Glancing into the distance, Phoebe replied nonchalantly, "No, thank

by her attitude, a

of Mila's presence. "What's the matter? Did

"Cole, is it true that

nerves getting the better of him. "No, that's not true. I

Phoebe's hand. "You see, Cole says he doesn't

"It was Fenna who

was taken aback as a memory suddenly resurfaced.

mom was concerned

getting older and

with anyone.

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I might be too busy, she insisted on arranging a blind date with a woman from our hometown. Initially, I resisted, but my mom persisted and brought the woman to my workplace anyway.