The Wrong Woman

Nathan adjusted the coat before turning to where the voice came from. He was angry, and his gaze was cold.

He was a bit confused as he questioned Fenna, "What's with your attitude?"

Fenna seemed to realize her abruptness, so she regained her composure before walking toward Nathan.

"Nate, aren't you working overtime? I brought dinner for you," Fenna said.

Her gaze then slowly shifted to Mila. She wore an insincere smile and said, "I didn't expect Ms. Hoffis to be here too. I didn't prepare an extra portion, sorry about that."

To Mila, this was a special situation. She adhered to the principle of not causing trouble, not offending anyone, and treating everyone with kindness and courtesy.

She just wanted to safely get through each day.

Mila smiled as she replied, "It's okay, Ms. Hudson. I'll eat when I get home."

She swiftly unbuttoned the coat and took it off, not waiting for Nathan. Handing it over to him, she said, "There's no need for you to escort me."

Nathan's expression turned grim as he was hurt by her.

stiff smile. She pretended not

grabbed his hand. She

hand to catch up with Mila. However, he was one step too late. The

very anxious. After pressing it

lobby on the first floor as she was waiting for Phoebe by the glass door. She placed her hands in her pockets and looked outside at

fell from the sky, creating a lonely and beautiful atmosphere. She felt

She needed to maintain a happy mood to provide the best emotional environment for

would be very irresponsible behavior

anxious voice

to look at

panting. There was

don't need

to put the coat on her as he said, "Put this

hand to

slowly took