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."

I've got you—Phoebe, the beauty,” Mila replied with a smile. "Mila, I've been researching a little online. It's normal for the baby bump not to be very noticeable midway through pregnancy. It will grow considerably in the later stages and become more noticeable. So, keeping

right time to tell him the truth? We can go back to Phoenicia

into

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

to General Morrison. Why pretend

and replied, “It's not necessary. I have my own research projects

toe in disdain before muttering under his

gritted her teeth

away

calm herself, Mila took a deep breath and gently touched her stomach. She worked to contain her anger and to bear

about the nature of her research. All they knew was that she had made several trips to the restroom throughout the morning. She didn't look like someone

hunger. The rest of the

accidentally bumped into

She wrapped her arm around Mila's waist and pulled