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.

and Fenna didn't move

She felt that any decision she

her research career at Sunterland and returning to Norvania

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

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

relief. She walked over to him and softly comforted, “Nate, don't mind her. This kind of woman is not worth your

woman is she?"

cold and icy. She gulped nervously. She adjusted her tone and said,

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

very much,” Nathan said with a warning tone, “If you still want to continue being friends with me, please

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

said, aggrieved, "I'm just speaking

"l don't need it."

to make you so enamored

past her, saying, "Our friendship