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.

she forced a stiff smile. She pretended not

to follow, but Fenna immediately grabbed his hand. She asked, "Nate, where are you

expression on his face. He shook off her hand to catch up with Mila. However, he was one

button, but there was no response. He was very anxious. After pressing it several times, he rushed to the stairs. Taking three steps at once, he

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

lamp, snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, creating a lonely and beautiful

to maintain

sad, depressed, or crying in pain would be very irresponsible behavior toward

anxious voice came behind

to

her, panting. There was a sense of desolation

pursed her lips and smiled. She pretended to be calm as she asked, "General Morrison, you should go back. You really don't

put the coat on her as he

back. She extended her hand to block him and replied, “No need. I'm

took