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.

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

Team B is fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I should get going now." After speaking,

basket. He was anxious

replied, "I'm going

looked at her and asked, "Who would

remembered that Nathan didn't

to see him. It was freezing outside, and she didn't want

were

care about these strawberries, even though he didn't like

gift-giving was an expression of goodwill. Nathan didn't like strawberries, so leaving the strawberries would only cause them

better for her to take them back and share them

strawberries either!"

"You gave them to me,

it, she could always pick a few more to

The warm yellow street lamps

arrived, it was

did it get