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 tinged

distant, indifferent tone, leaving Nathan feeling dejected as he reclined in his seat

give up, Nathan pressed, “When will

her head

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

she had spoken. Yet, she showed no need for him. The feeling of being rendered unnecessary stabbed at

and stepped

with unshed tears as she watched him leave. A

chose not to make it worse. Starting the car, she drove off swiftly, leaving

to Hoffis Manor, dinner

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

remained unreadable as he glanced back

you haven’t had dinner yet, have you? Come, join us,” Zach warmly

approached without hesitation, taking her seat with gratitude.

she

leaned in toward Mila, curiosity lacing his gentle

casually mentioned a tourist spot.

softly as he inquired, “Did you enjoy

in agreement. “Yes,