The Wrong Woman

Nathan's gaze slowly moved to the strawberries.

The strawberries were bright red, large, and enticing. The strawberries were arranged in a very exquisite style.

Nathan looked at her suspiciously. He asked, "Did you pick these?" Mila nodded. She replied, "Yes. Some branches were hanging down, so I was able to pick some."

Nathan was very touched. But as soon as he thought about Mila's usual tricks, the warmth he felt vanished instantly.

"So, what do you need my help with?" Nathan asked. He knew she never offered kindness without an ulterior motive.

Yet, he still willingly treated her well.

Mila smiled sweetly and then approached Nathan. She said quietly, "Mr. Morrison, I want to join Team A."

Nathan's face turned grim. He looked up at her and said, "No, Team A is responsible for projects mostly on the frontlines. The work is difficult, time-consuming, stressful, and dangerous.

“You should stay in Team B and excel in your field. Besides, you've worked with several professors from Team B before, and they all like you."

Mila instantly felt lost.

So, Team A was in charge of frontline work.

A, the Team B leader didn't seem so scary at all. Seeing her lost in thought, Nathan curiously asked, "What's wrong? Isn't

snapped out of her reverie. She quickly smiled and said, “No, Team B is fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I

other end of the basket. He was anxious as he asked, "What are you

seriously replied,

at her and asked, "Who would take back

that Nathan didn't

find a better excuse to see him. It was freezing outside, and she didn't want to risk going out to buy fruits, so she

strawberries were just a

about these strawberries, even though he didn't like

Nathan didn't like strawberries,

be better for her to take them back and share

like strawberries

to let go of his hand. He said, "You gave them

should just forget it, she could always pick a few more to

warm yellow

she arrived, it was

it get dark