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.

the one carrying it. Compared to Team 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 Team B good

B is fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I should get going now." After speaking, she slowly grasped the small basket with

grabbed the other end of the basket. He was anxious

seriously replied, "I'm

he looked at her and asked, "Who would take back the

remembered that Nathan didn't

didn't want to risk going out to

were just

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

like strawberries, so

better for her to take

strawberries

to let go of his hand. He said, "You gave them to me, so they're mine now. It's none of

should just forget it, she could always pick a few

the window. It was already dark. The warm

she arrived, it was

did it get dark so