The Wrong Woman

"I'm sure you'll find a way. Just try to make it work," Mila said.

She understood her discomfort with Fenna might stem from her insecurities, but she was also aware that loyalty wasn't enough to sustain a marriage

Mila would never feel safe as long as Fenna was around Nathan.

Nathan stroked Mila's hand and reassured her, "Mila, I've had assurances from Fenna that she won't interfere in our marriage. She's not a bad

person, so you don't have to worry about her doing anything outrageous.”

Mila's mood darkened. She pulled her hand away and wrapped herself in the covers. She turned away and closed her eyes.

"Take care of yourself and come back safely," she murmured.

"All right." Nathan felt her indifference and decided to say nothing more. He tucked her in, turned off the light, and left.

It was 5:00 am in Phoenicia. Soldiers from the military base surrounded Hoffis Manor. Everyone was jolted awake. Avery showed up dressed in thick

pajamas and with her hair disheveled.

at Nathan's imposing figure and asked, "What's going on? Trespassing in Norvania

Avery a search warrant. She watched worriedly as armed soldiers entered and

his way to the couch and sat down.

asked, "General Morrison, we haven't seen each

what's with all

stoic look

with one hand resting on the back of her head and the other lightly tapping

dreamily at Nathan and smiled. "You're charming, but why don't you smile or

right through Avery's facade. Her heart pounded, and she swallowed nervously. His intense gaze sent chills

spine and made her tremble

Avery had mastered keeping her emotions in check after years of corporate life. Feigning calm, she teased, "General Morrison,

wonder what kind of woman you fancy? I don't know if

widow. "Oliver's dead?" he asked with

killed in a fire two months ago. His ashes were scattered at the sea," Avery replied

further. He stared at Avery with an unreadable

have all the paperwork—death certificate, cremation certificate, everything. I can show them to

doubt me."