The Wrong Woman

Phoebe burst into the fitting room. She quickly pulled Mila out and positioned herself protectively before her. "Mila, are you okay?"

Salespeople from the store gathered around, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene.

"Darling?" Lillian approached with worry etched on her face.

She supported Yale's arm, bending down to find him clutching his crotch. Seeing the sweat on his forehead and the pain on his face, she felt sorry for him. "What happened? Did Wanda hurt you?"

The situation was clear. This was a women's clothing store, so naturally, the changing room was intended for females.

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Yale winced in pain and muttered, "Wanda was too rough."

Lillian glared at Mila and clenched her teeth in frustration. She hurried over and raised her hand as if she might slap her.

She grabbed Lillian's arm and forcefully shoved it

the force and pointed angrily at Mila. "Wanda, you're in trouble. I won't let

to know what Yale

seduce Yale over and over. I've been watching her for a while,"

to contain her laughter. She couldn't believe how foolish Lillian acted as

blunt

"Mila and General Morrison have been together

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she's in charge? Now that Fenna's been pushed away, she's causing trouble everywhere. It's unbelievable."

I'll see that

shaking in my boots. You, the lovesick follower, and your paranoid

she raised her hand to strike Phoebe again. Yet, she

Phoebe dodged and prepared to retaliate,

accused, Phoebe focused on evading Lillian's erratic

impulsive actions. He comforted her, "Honey,