The Wrong Woman

Chapter 318

The vehicle eased to a stop by the roadside.

Nathan tenderly adjusted Fenna’s head, then exited the car and exchanged seats with Phoebe.

As Phoebe settled into the back seat and fastened her seatbelt, she couldn’t help but steal a glance at Fenna, who was pretending to be asleep.

She thought Fenna seemned respectable enough, holding a steady job in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. She shouldn’t behave this way. Only someone as oblivious as Nathan wouldn’t notice. No wonder Mila looked so troubled.

With a soft snort, Phoebe closed the window and leaned against the windowsill, observing the passing scenery as the car glided along the road.

Mila shifted in her seat, feeling a slight tension in her muscles. Yet, her mood gradually lifted as she gazed ahead.

After a while, Fenna finally opened her eyes. She frowned at Mila and Nathan in the front seats, gently biting her lip before closing her eyes again, pretending to sleep.

Evening had already descended by the time they arrived back in Phoenicia.

The vehicle halted in front of Sudvilla, directly opposite Hudson Manor. After expressing her gratitude, Fenna alighted from the car and left.

Nathan unfastened his seatbelt but remained seated. After a brief silence, he said in a gentle tone, “Would you still like to try the cake I bake?”

Upon hearing this, Phoebe promptly exited the car and took her place by the roadside.

Mila wrestled with her conflicting emotions, unable to muster the courage to meet his gaze. She wanted to, but in the end, she decided against it.

Given the recent events, she reasoned that Nathan must have pressing matters to attend to. He

must be busy.

Mila murmured, her voice

dejected as he reclined in his seat and exhaled

Nathan pressed, “When

head and remained

his patience stretching into what felt like an endless expanse of time. His once fervent heart gradually

death itself, if only she had spoken. Yet, she showed no need

the car door and

she watched him leave. A heavy burden

inside. Sensing Mila’s inner turmoil, she chose not to make it worse. Starting

to Hoffis Manor, dinner was already underway.

and Loretta. Zach’s eyes shimmered with kindness, his

unreadable as he glanced back and forth between

you haven’t had dinner yet, have

approached without hesitation, taking her seat with

as she

Mila, curiosity lacing his gentle tone. “Where did you

casually mentioned a tourist

inquired, “Did you enjoy yourself?”

nodded in agreement. “Yes,