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.

unique. He can't just leave everything behind like Taylor can. He can't be by

nation, comrades, and people. He

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 cultivated through her

a sudden, Mila felt a weight lift off

unfaithful. His responsibilities compelled him to leave Mila. He rescued Fenna because they were comrades. Ignoring Mila's calls and turning off his phone

smiled and said,

me," Wendy said, proudly while patting her chest. " have experience.

"All right, I'll come to you when I

Mila's shoulder and said, "Off you

exited the house and settled into the

Nathan reached behind for a

Mila refrained from saying thank you. She avoided seeming

receiving instructions from the doctor, Nathan and Mila finished the discharge paperwork at the

dotted his forehead, and he was afraid to breathe too