The Wrong Woman

"Nonsense!" Fenna roared.

Mila calmly responded, "It was solely Nate's decision to investigate you. I've never voiced an opinion on the matter."

Fenna's face darkened, her words sharp, "Are you trying to drive a wedge between us?"

Unable to hold back, Phoebe chimed in, "Mila, stop wasting your energy on her. Let's have someone escort her out."

Mila knew that wouldn't resolve the issue. Even if Fenna were to be driven out, she'd keep coming back. A more decisive approach was necessary.

She subtly squeezed Phoebe's hand, signaling her to hold back. Then, she gestured toward the house and said, "Ms. Hudson, let's discuss this inside."

Fenna walked inside, her steps deliberate.

about potential conflicts, Phoebe

room, a maid graciously

Phoebe shot her a fierce

Hudson, I understand your feelings and your desire to remain close to Nate despite our marriage. However, I'm reserved about your presence." "That's your narrow-minded thinking," Fenna snapped

took a deep breath, resisting the urge to confront

her before. However, a war of words wouldn't resolve anything, so a better

be strained. Unless Mila felt nothing for him, she could never be the understanding

"Ms. Hudson, Nate would prefer you not

gaze remained steadfast. "I'm not going to be influenced by your attempts to destroy my relationship

"He ignores my calls."

hesitation, Mila retrieved her phone, unlocked it, and extended it toward Fenna. "Use mine. He'll

Mila with