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.”

Mila asked, her emotions stirring as

informed me that since you left, Nate went

family?" Phoebe replied nonchalantly, “Cole mentioned that even before Nate married you, he

Mila's heart glowed with a sweet warmth. It seemed that Nathan's frequent trips to Phoenicia after

and Cole seem

as she confessed, "We're

you help me ask your “good friend" if Nathan

of Nathan. "Mila, I think all men are the same.

return to my homeland and contribute to its scientific research,” Mila clarified earnestly, her

opinions about Nathan, don't you?"

a creeping sense

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

leaving her shattered and overwhelmed by

Mila's faint smile couldn't hide the tremor in her voice. “Are

there even such a thing

agree with Phoebe's sentiment,

cold air to rush in. "Phoebe, I'm feeling a bit stuffy. Would you mind