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.”

Nate doing?" Mila asked, her emotions stirring

“Cole informed me that since you left, Nate went to the

back to visit his family?" Phoebe replied nonchalantly, “Cole mentioned that even before Nate married you, he hardly ever returned to

Phoebe's words, Mila's heart glowed with a sweet warmth. It seemed that Nathan's frequent trips to Phoenicia after their marriage were because of

and Cole seem to

blushed, her smile shy as she confessed, "We're just really good

teased, "Can you help me ask your “good

all men are the same. Giving up your career

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

Nathan, don't you?" Phoebe hesitated, uncertain whether to speak

a creeping sense of

“It hasn't reached that point

like a bolt from the blue, leaving her shattered and overwhelmed by a sudden

her efforts to appear composed, Mila's faint smile couldn't hide the tremor in her voice. “Are you sure about

a thing

couldn't help but agree with Phoebe's sentiment, feeling

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