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.

murmured, her

indifferent tone, leaving Nathan feeling dejected as he reclined

Nathan pressed, “When will

her head and remained silent.

of time. His once fervent heart gradually cooled, and

even faced death itself, if only she had spoken. Yet, she showed no need for him. The feeling of

door and stepped out. Ife

slowly, her eyes moist with unshed tears as she watched him

not to make it worse. Starting the car, she

return to Hoffis Manor, dinner

kindness, his smile inviting, while Loretta and Sally looked

he glanced back and forth between Mila and

haven’t had dinner yet, have you? Come, join

taking her seat

she gracefully

curiosity lacing his gentle tone. “Where did you go

casually mentioned a tourist

as he inquired, “Did

agreement. “Yes, we