The Wrong Woman

Mila and Donald were chatting as they walked back.

Nathan quickly asked, "Chubs, when can you start working?"

Donald turned to look at Nathan, but Mila remained with her back to him.

After a pause, she said lightly, "Maybe in a few months."

Nathan said in a slightly hard tone, "That's too long. Tomorrow, get on the plane with me to return to the military base.”

Mila suddenly clenched her fists. She bit her lower lip stoically as her eyes welled up with tears.

She really wanted to rush up to him, disregarding everything, and tell him, "I'm pregnant. I need to take care of myself during pregnancy!

“I don't want to go to the border to give birth, and I also don't want to see you and Fenna be lovey-dovey toward each other especially when I'm pregnant!"

But now, Nathan was her superior, and she had to comply.

Moreover, she had hidden her pregnancy from everyone by wearing a winter coat.

She had no excuse to refuse. She simply replied, "Okay. I'll take the plane by myself tomorrow. No need to trouble General Morrison." Donald was baffled. Watching Mila's actions, he couldn't believe she turned her back on her superior to respond, and with such a cold attitude.

other for half a year. Now they were arguing as

then continued

an hour later,

groups

sofas where the special assistants and secretaries of the leaders were resting

had left,

so she peeked inside. She asked, "Why

"Maybe Mr. President is

forward and said, "I'll

"Fenna, it's

three doors

toward the second door, she suddenly saw a familiar

reminded her of Mila.

walked out as

and asked,

seen..." His words trailed off as he didn't ask

officials of Norvania knew about it

searching for Mila. Just