The Wrong Woman

Having experienced Fenna's tactics before, Mila responded calmly, "We were never truly together, so how can there be a breakup?" Fenna retorted, "Then why are you here to see him?"

Seizing the moment, Mila countered, "You used to boast to me, claiming you'd been dating Nate for a month and warning me to stay away from him. What's your plan today to drive me away?"

Fenna clenched her fists, her face flushed red with anger, but she remained silent.

"You didn't see him last night, did you?" Mila pressed on, unperturbed. "You came here today to discuss work, didn't you?"

Gritting her teeth, Fenna maintained her silence.

Shielding her eyes from the harsh sunlight with her hand, Mila muttered, "It's too bright." With that, she brushed past Fenna. Suddenly, Fenna called out, "Chubs Hoffis, wait!"

full name, not as "Ms. Hoffis". Mila wondered if she had abandoned pretense altogether. Mila moved

don't think you're so special

for me, I can be Nate's lifelong friend and colleague.

a knife piercing Mila's

truth, one

"We can become soulmates. I believe feelings will bloom with time.

her words, Fenna turned and walked away without looking back. Watching Fenna's departing figure, Mila realized how deeply Fenna loved Nathan. With such a

be in the study since Fenna had just left. Without hesitation, she made her way to the study. Suddenly, the door of the

Mila threw herself into his arms, her embrace firm and unwavering. Her figure was soft

he dipped his head to catch