The Wrong Woman

After the wedding incident, Yale became vigilant, ensuring Nathan couldn't covertly obtain his DNA.

Mila strictly followed Nathan's instructions in such critical matters. He had expressly stated his desire for her to steer clear of Yale, so she made an effort to avoid any possible conflicts. However, fate had a different script prepared.

Just days later, Mila and Phoebe left the bookstore and ventured into the nearby mall to browse clothing. To their surprise, they stumbled upon Lillian trying on outfits at a high-end fashion store, accompanied by Yale.

Mila had no intention of greeting them and was ready to leave without a word.

However, Yale greeted politely, "What a coincidence, Mrs. Morrison."

Mila's expression darkened as she regarded Yale with suspicion.

When Lillian emerged from the fitting room with clothes in hand, her smile faded upon seeing Mila. "What a day, bumping into a jerk."

Phoebe felt the impulse to speak up and defend Mila, but Mila restrained her, gesturing for her to stay calm.

After a courteous nod toward Lillian, Mila turned to leave.

"Wanda, hold on."

and continued on her way as

intently as she

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stayed silent, but the intense passion in his eyes was

to check out more clothes. Phoebe found a style she really liked and eagerly headed

with a gentle nudge from the salesperson, she also picked out an outfit she liked and stepped into

but a cloth curtain. Spotting the salesperson stationed by the entrance, Mila felt reassured about changing. "Okay, I'll go now," the salesperson's voice echoed faintly

Suddenly, the

room

could

Curtain of Mila's fitting

pulled aside. Before she

a hand covered her

fortunately, she had already finished

she stared at Yale, her heart racing with

simply want to talk to you and take

being married

Mila nodded once again.