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.

to Team A, the Team B leader didn't seem so scary at all. Seeing her lost in thought, Nathan curiously

fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I should get going

the basket. He was anxious as he

replied, "I'm going

puzzled, so he looked at her and asked, "Who would take back the gift they just

that Nathan

freezing outside, and she didn't want to risk

strawberries were just a

him to care about these strawberries, even though he didn't

of goodwill. Nathan didn't like strawberries, so leaving the strawberries

would be better for her to take them

don't like strawberries either!"

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

slowly let go. She should just forget it, she could always pick a

the window. It was already dark. The warm yellow street lamps were on as snow fell

arrived, it was still

it get dark