The Wrong Woman

In reality, Mila's pregnancy was already over five months, yet due to her advanced age, her belly didn't protrude noticeably.

During the early stages of her pregnancy, Mila battled severe morning sickness, which greatly affected her nutrient intake and left her feeling weak.

Phoebe took hold of Mila's luggage and linked her arm with Milas, stepping out of the airport with a spring in her step.

Once outside, Phoebe lifted the luggage and stowed it in the car.

As Mila tilted her head, her gaze fixed on the northern skyline, where snowflakes drifted down gently. A sudden wave of longing washed over her, reminding her of how much she missed Loretta.

After finishing loading the luggage, Phoebe walked over to Mila and said, "Let's hop into the car, Mila."

Snapping out of her reverie, Mila finally climbed into the car.

Phoebe started the engine and pulled away. "Mila, I've rented a small house in the suburbs. It's quiet, peaceful, and has a great environment.”

Mila's mood shifted, and she spoke softly, "Phoebe, I want to go see Grandma."

"Sure," Phoebe responded, adjusting her course at the next intersection.

Mila bowed her head, her hand gently resting on her belly as she thought to herself, "Sweetie, Mommy is taking you to visit your great- grandmother.”

Phoebe, how's Nate doing?" Mila asked, her emotions stirring

me that since you left, Nate went to the frontiers and hasn't

replied nonchalantly, “Cole mentioned that even before Nate married you, he hardly ever returned

hearing Phoebe's words, Mila's heart glowed with a sweet warmth. It seemed that Nathan's

smiled and said, “You and

smile shy as she confessed,

ask your “good friend" if Nathan

at the mention of Nathan. "Mila, I think all men are the same. Giving up

career for anyone. I chose to return to my homeland and contribute to its scientific research,” Mila clarified earnestly, her gaze on Phoebe tinged

about Nathan, don't you?"

Mila couldn't shake off a creeping sense of fear.

road, Phoebe quickly replied, “It hasn't reached that point

leaving her shattered and

Mila's faint smile couldn't hide the tremor in her voice. “Are you sure about Nathan... He and Fenna are just

a thing as

sentiment, feeling a slight pang in her

car window, allowing the cold air to rush in. "Phoebe, I'm feeling a bit stuffy. Would you mind if I open the window for some fresh