The Wrong Woman

Mila sneered. "Are you truly clueless or are you just pretending?"

“I'm completely clueless,” Nathan replied.

"I excel in professional knowledge and skills, but I lack experience in schemes, tricks, and tactics. I'm no match for anyone in that regard,” Mila explained.

Nathan was lost. He gently turned her toward him, held her face in his hands, and looked into her eyes. "No one can defeat you when I'm by your side."

Mila pushed Nathan's hand away, stepped back, and said angrily, “I'm sorry, you're the reason Fenna just defeated me."

Confusion and helplessness clouded Nathan's face.

Mila grew even more irritated when she realized he didn't understand her frustration. She pounded Nathan's chest and warned, “I won't forgive you if anything happens to our baby because of you. Prepare yourself for a divorce."

Mila turned

his coat and hurried after her. When Nathan caught up, Mila was already getting into the car driven by Phoebe. Phoebe closed the door and assured,

too," Nathan said, opening

smiled helplessly and got in as well. Mila turned away from Nathan and gazed silently out the window. The car continued down the street, with Mila remaining silent for the entire journey. Nathan didn't know how to cheer Mila up. He tried to hold her hand, but she pulled away

got back to the

separate ways to their dorms. That night, Mila's phone kept buzzing with messages and calls, but she ignored them and turned

to get ready. She was determined to push aside her emotions and focus on

the research department office, her colleagues bombarded

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in astonishment. "How did

spread like wildfire in the research department,” Joe

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