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.

B leader didn't seem so scary at all. Seeing

snapped out of her reverie. She quickly smiled and said, “No, Team B is fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I should get going now." After speaking, she slowly grasped the small basket with both hands as she

other end of the basket. He was anxious as he asked,

replied, "I'm going

chuckled as he resigned. He was puzzled, so he looked at her and

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

were

these strawberries,

Nathan didn't like strawberries, so

to take them

like strawberries either!" she

of his hand. He said, "You gave them to me, so they're

she could always pick a few more

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

it

did it get