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.

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

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

lesson years of experience might offer. Mila hadn't expected Wendy's depth of insight, perhaps it stemmed from Wendy's age and the

a sudden, Mila felt a weight

Mila. He rescued Fenna because they were comrades. Ignoring

smiled and

can't handle, you can come to me," Wendy said, proudly while patting her chest. " have experience. Just look at how well Taylor and I manage. I've I

nodded. "All right, I'll

shoulder and said, "Off you

the house and settled

cold, Nathan reached behind for a blanket and draped it

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

from the doctor, Nathan and Mila finished the discharge paperwork

nervousness. His hands trembled, sweat dotted his forehead, and he was afraid to