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.

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

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

experience might offer. Mila hadn't expected Wendy's depth of insight, perhaps

sudden, Mila felt a weight

unfaithful. His responsibilities compelled him to leave Mila. He rescued Fenna because they were comrades. Ignoring Mila's calls and turning off his phone wasn't his intention. He didn't make any unforgivable

relieved, Mila smiled and said, "Thank

come to me," Wendy said, proudly while patting her chest. " have experience. Just look at how well Taylor and I manage. I've I mastered the art of handling

subtly and nodded. "All right, I'll come to you

Mila's shoulder and said, "Off you

exited the house and settled into the car beside

for a blanket

saying thank you. She avoided seeming too formal and created

doctor, Nathan and Mila finished the discharge paperwork at the

wave of nervousness. His hands trembled, sweat dotted his forehead, and he was afraid to breathe too hard. He was worried he might mishandle his fragile