The Wrong Woman

Mila didn't even cry. But now, her eyes welled up with tears of grievance. She bit her lower lip to endure it, looking at Nathan slightly angrily with teary eyes.

Mila felt stuffy inside. She choked back tears as she asked, "How have I treated you?"

Nathan chuckled with tears in his eyes. His eyes reddened as he said, “You can dislike me, but you can't push me toward other women." Mila felt a bit of pain on her shoulders as he gripped her shoulders too tightly.

She slowly moved her hands away from his chest. She feebly said sarcastically, “You're together every day, do you still need me to push you?"

Nathan's breathing became heavier, and his eyes filled with sadness. He was heartbroken as he said, "Wanda Hoffis, why did you come back? Why did you have to appear before me? Why do you want to torture me? Why?"

His grip became tighter, causing her arms to ache.

Mila was afraid as she secretly touched her belly. She looked up at him with teary eyes.

She coldly said in a low voice, "Do you want to know why? Then can you transfer Fenna away, as far as possible, preferably never to see her again? If you can do that, I'l tell you everything."

Nathan replied, "She was assigned here by my superior, so I have no authority to have her transferred.”

It was

She said, "General Morrison, please let go of me.

had lost control, so he quickly released her hands. Mila raised her right hand and touched her left arm before taking a step back. She lowered her head

forced a smile. Despite the heartache, she pretended

kind of love called unrequited love. You know Fenna

you don't reciprocate the same level of love, you treat her

actions have gone

couldn't figure out what Mila was

she say she didn't love him, act distant and indifferent, but care about him having

exactly are you trying

if someone you like asked you to dismiss an

"What's the reason?"

"There's no reason.”

private affairs separated. I won't abuse