The Wrong Woman

After lunch, as Mila was about to leave for the hospital, Wendy cornered her for a chat.

"Mila, is Nate seeing someone else?" Wendy asked, her tone laced with mystery.

"No, absolutely not!" Mila was caught off guard.

Wendy arched an eyebrow skeptically. "Something feels off. He acts so jittery around you and cares about you, but your attitude toward him seems distant, especially since you had the baby. There must be some issues between you two!"

Mila smiled, feeling pressured to protect Nathan's reputation. She quickly explained, "Nathan isn't having an affair, Wendy, please don't overthink."

"Why, then?"

"It's all in the past." Mila didn't want to dwell on it as it was a matter between her and Nathan.

Wendy sighed, "It's okay if you're not ready to discuss it. But let me offer you some advice: try to be more understanding.

everything behind like Taylor can. He can't be by your side and with the

than later. He's committed to the nation, comrades, and people. He can't belong to you alone,

Wendy's words hit her with a profound realization, surpassing any lesson years of experience might offer. Mila hadn't expected Wendy's depth of insight, perhaps it stemmed from Wendy's age and the wisdom

sudden, Mila felt a

to leave Mila. He rescued Fenna because they were comrades.

and said, "Thank

patting her chest. " have experience. Just look at how well Taylor and I manage. I've

right, I'll come to you when

Mila's shoulder and said, "Off you

settled

might get cold, Nathan reached behind for a blanket

refrained from saying thank you. She avoided seeming too formal and created distance

receiving instructions from the doctor, Nathan and

His hands trembled, sweat dotted his forehead, and he was afraid to breathe too hard. He was