The Wrong Woman

Eventually, Nathan released Mila's hand.

Mila felt a pang in her heart when she realized what it was like to be deeply loved by him. Regardless of his reluctance, he was willing to compromise for her sake.

She clung to Phoebe's arm as they walked away side by side.

When they were a short distance away, Phoebe couldn't help but look back. She saw Nathan standing in a warm yellow light under the falling snow. He stood motionless with his eyes fixed on Mila.

Unable to ignore him, Phoebe whispered, "Mila, General Morrison is still there.”

Mila replied with a hum but didn't turn around.

"I feel sorry for him sometimes,” Phoebe sighed.

"For what? Hasn't he got Fenna with him? You should feel sorry for me," Mila said with a bitter smile.

Phoebe wrapped her arm tightly around Mila's and rested her head on Milas shoulder. "You've still got me."

to be very noticeable midway through pregnancy. It

the right time to tell him the truth? We can go back to Phoenicia while you're expecting if you're worried about Fenna hurting the

sank into

Jacob threw a pile of documents in her direction. His usual unpleasant demeanor remained, but his words were noticeably different. "Here are all our Team B projects. You can choose which one you want to

to General Morrison. Why pretend otherwise?" Jacob

not necessary. I have my own research projects and focus. I don't have the energy for anything

her from head to toe in disdain before muttering under his breath,

dark. She gritted her

away

took a deep breath and gently touched her stomach. She worked to contain her anger and to bear the humiliation

remained in the dark about the nature of her research. All they knew was that she had

Phoebe arrived with some snacks to satisfy her hunger. The rest of the research department continued their work

a figure rushed toward them and accidentally bumped into Mila.

She wrapped her arm around