The Wrong Woman

Chapter 961

Candice stayed quiet. The room was still.

Elio switched off the lamp and drew her closer, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. His nerves wouldn't ease until they exchanged vows and became husband and wife.

…

The next day, Mila boarded a military helicopter bound for Phoenicia. She rushed to the hospital to visit Michaela, who had been injured.

Unexpectedly, Michaela greeted Mila with a hint of dissatisfaction. "It's just a minor injury. You didn't have to rush back from work," she scolded.

Deeply concerned, Mila gazed at Michaela, who was now paralyzed from her waist down. It pained her to see Michaela brush off her condition so casually. Nevertheless, Mila stayed by her side at the hospital for hours.

At dinner time, Fenna arrived at the hospital carrying homemade dishes. It irked her to see Mila again. "Wanda?" she blurted out, surprised.

Mila offered a faint smile, rising politely. "It's been some time, Ms. Hudson."

ageless beauty despite nearing 50. Mila maintained a youthful appearance. Fenna pushed herself to remain courteous. "Yeah, it has

was carrying, and said, "We've hired a nutritionist and chef to handle the cooking. You can

unsure whether to put down the food container or take it

is fantastic and I love it. Please, bring it

relief to Fenna, brightening her expression. Fenna quickly approached and smoothly nudged Mila aside. She opened the food container and began serving

pot roast

moved aside, her expression clouding

pressed a button on the remote, and the head of her bed gradually elevated. She looked at Fenna with admiration, saying, “You’re truly impressive, juggling an influential career while mastering the art of cooking at home. You manage

foul. She couldn’t shake the memory of Fenna’s harsh criticism, accusing her of incompetence in caring

tactics to undermine and

in Michaela about Fenna’s actions, only to receive a

to draw many admirers. Fenna’s behavior wasn’t beyond reason. She was just

then, Mila realized that Michaela held questionable beliefs. Michaela consistently valued

in such a

to Michaela with a closeness that resembled that of

rest. Mila said her goodbyes and left the ward. As she stepped out,