The Wrong Woman

"If Yale is in the clear, there's no reason for Nathan to feel anxious about his blood. But if there's a problem with Yale, Nathan would undoubtedly take swift action."

Cole's realization hit him like a ton of bricks. "Mrs. Morrison, are you suggesting that General Morrison's true motive isn't to obtain Yale's blood for DNA analysis? Perhaps he's orchestrating this ruse to provoke Yale's suspicion, prompting the man to retaliate against him."

Mila nodded. "That's my theory."

"But why would General Morrison do that?" Cole asked.

Mila, too, struggled to understand Nathan's motive. Confusion clouded her mind.

Rubbing her temples, Mila thought for a moment before asking, "Cole, has Nate given you any unusual instructions recently or asked you to place anything in the car?"

Cole suddenly recalled and exclaimed, "Yes, he did. General Morrison tasked me with fetching a professional diving pump with oxygen from the arsenal a couple of days ago, along with a specialized hammer for breaking car windows."

A faint smile crept onto Mila's lips, dispelling the sadness and despair that had plagued her in recent days. Every worry she had morphed into a source of determination.

The weight that had burdened her heart lifted at last.

Tears welled in Mila's eyes as she retrieved her phone, rereading the last message Nathan had sent her: "Stay calm, wait for my return."

Mila bit her lip, a whirlwind of emotions raging within her. "When you come back, we need to have a serious conversation," she silently pledged. "Risking your life in such a dangerous plan without discussing it with me first-is that fair to Jasper and me if something goes wrong?"

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Cole asked, "Mrs. Morrison, what is General Morrison's plan exactly? Where is he?"

"I'm not entirely sure," Mila admitted. She didn't have a clear grasp of Nathan's intentions, but she knew they were all part of his calculated strategy.

what's our next move?"

or getting too close to him. Also, do not assign anyone to track him under any circumstances. Simply regard

acknowledgment. "Got it,

to yourself. Don't discuss it with

"Consider it done."

spring, the streets were bathed in radiant sunshine, with vibrant green

Phoebe, Mila

the hospital

they ventured to a

for

Lillian, whom they hadn't seen since

seemed that Fenna and Lillian were also shopping for baby supplies, hinting at

Lillian to greet her, she was met with a

disdain as she angrily exclaimed, "With Nate's life on the line and

other choice do I have? Should I spend every day at home grieving? Or should I dive

Hudson, your love runs deep, doesn't it? It's just unfortunate that you're directing it

twisted with anger. "A woman like you doesn't deserve Nate," she spat

Mila replied indifferently, "I

Nathan

to him is not for you to judge.

the sole right to be

intensified at Mila's

and Jasper in tow, Mila turned