The Wrong Woman

Was he protecting Fenna?

The thought ran through her head. Mila even suspected Nathan was merely harboring a regret of unrequited love for Mila from their youth. He didn't love her that much.

He wouldn't even hurt Fenna for her.

Mila took a deep breath, then forcefully shook off Nathan's hand. She trembled with anger as she felt bitter, her heart clenching uncomfortably.

"Don't touch me!" she shouted.

Her tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She took two steps back to distance herself from Nathan.

She wiped away her tears desperately, but she felt wretchedly pitiful, like a helpless creature. No one understood, and there was no one to love her.

Sienna couldn't bear to watch anymore. “Let's go," she said, grabbing Mila's hand and leading her away.

Mila wiped away her tears while crying. She couldn't help but look back at him.

Cole followed behind her.

didn't move

was broken and completely hopeless. She felt that any decision she made now

research career at Sunterland

more Mila thought about it, the sadder she felt. This time, she didn't look back and left with

Nathan watched as Mila's silhouette slowly faded away before him. His expression gradually darkened, and

to him and softly comforted, “Nate, don't mind her. This kind of woman is

kind of woman is she?"

finding his tone cold and icy. She gulped nervously. She adjusted her tone and said, “Don't think too

coldly at Fenna. He said with a serious tone, "Fenna, I admit that I'm despicable, trying to use your influence to force Chubs into

at that moment. "You should know that I love her very much,” Nathan said

matters between me and Chubs. Don't ever try to nitpick

just speaking

"l don't need it."

do to make you so enamored with

brushed past her, saying, "Our friendship