The Wrong Woman

Nathan said, “I haven't changed. I've always been myself."

Mila replied with an indifferent attitude, “Is that so?"

Nathan took a deep breath as he endured the heartache. He gently asked again, "Where are you? I'll come and find you so we can talk." Mila remained calm and replied, "I'm leaving for the border tomorrow. I still need to visit Daniel and Sienna at Morrison Residence. General Morrison, I don't have time to meet you tomorrow.”

Nathan sneered as his eyes instantly reddened.

It was Daniel again! The man she had been missing was always Daniel!

"Okay," Nathan felt suffocated as he replied. He breathed through his mouth, and spoke, still gentle as ever, “Let me know when you're free.” "Goodbye," Mila said before hanging up.

Nathan slowly put down the phone. He lowered his head to look at the snow around his feet.

His tall and sturdy figure stood desolately under the barren tree. He didn't move at all.

The weather was even warmer than his heart.

Seeing Nathan hang up the phone, Fenna can't wait to rush toward him. She asked, "Nate! What happened?"

the phone while she was in the car. She looked like a wilted flower. She leaned

she heard their conversation. She asked, "Mila, why didn't you

base tomorrow. It's best

are you afraid of? I'm here,

said, “I don't have your strength. I need to protect

secure my safety, not provoke anyone or cause any trouble. Phoebe,

realized and understood the meaning. She

without saying anything. She choked, she felt like crying if she

She saw Fenna.

of Nathan. She gently brushed the snow off his head

very affectionate toward him as she placed a hand

and

by his side, Nathan

Mila in the passenger seat. She found that

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