The Wrong Woman

Nathan pressed another tender kiss on Mila's forehead. "I promise, I'll be careful," he whispered. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Duke and Layla, descending the stairs, caught this intimate exchange.

Layla's features tightened, a cloud of disapproval shadowing her face. She settled on the couch without acknowledging Jasper or greeting Gary and Florence. Her expression radiated disdain, as though nursing some grievance.

Quickly, Mila sat up straight, gently pulling away from Nathan's embrace. "Layla," she greeted with courtesy.

Duke followed behind, his smile warm and welcoming. "Nate, Chubs, you're back?"

"Yes, Duke," Nathan and Chubs replied almost simultaneously, returning his greeting.

Duke approached his parents, bending down to playfully tease Jasper, eliciting a smile.

Layla, however, shot a disdainful glance toward Mila.

"Is there something wrong with your eyes, Layla?" Nathan asked, his tone icy.

Suppressing her irritation, Layla huffed, "So protective of your wife, aren't you? Can't even bear to see her glanced at?"

Nathan's voice grew stern. "Yes, I am. I expect a change in your behavior."

The room grew tense, eyes darting between the two. Mila gently squeezed Nathan's hand and whispered, "It's okay, Nate. Let's not make it worse."

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and Florence always

harmony They often acted

daughter-in-law's wishes. Sensing the growing

for his accommodating nature, rarely

tolerant. "Are you deliberately

sinking into the sofa with clenched fists. Layla remained

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intention of engaging hand.

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Mila's close departure. The atmosphere in the

suffocating silence.

weary. "Perhaps we should consider divorce." She looked at him, her eyes widening with shock and anger. "Are you serious? Did I hear you correctly? You want a

for nearly half a year. That