The Wrong Woman

Fenna was taken aback by Nathan's sudden outburst. "I haven't done anything to Wanda," she hurriedly explained, "nor do I have the capability to do so.

"We were simply sitting in the living room, having tea together. She's the one who asked me to talk to you."

Nathan's voice was firm and deliberate as he spoke, "Your role has been reassigned. Please proceed directly to your new position and refrain from bothering Chubs in the future."

"I wasn't here to see her," Fenna clarified. "I was actually looking for you."

"Why were you looking for me?"

"I don't want to be transferred, and I won't comply," Fenna began. She wanted to say more, but Nathan's furious outburst interrupted her.

"Fenna, do you honestly believe you're entitled just because I've been lenient with you? I'm not your brother; I don't have the patience to coddle you. Leave right away."

Fenna felt aggrieved, and tears welled up in her eyes. Her voice was choked with emotion as she said, "Nate, why are you treating me like this? After over a decade of friend-"

bring up friendship," Nathan cut her off sharply.

of him. I've shown you

firm, "If Chubs' feelings are hurt, whether by

comply, or I resign. Also, you are to keep

this, Fenna hesitated for a moment, words lingering on the tip of her tongue. However, the call was abruptly disconnected on the other end and replaced by a busy signal. As Fenna set the phone down, she

slowly tucking it

but sympathize with Fenna. Despite her shortcomings, Fenna was simply a

to console her, Phoebe suggested, "Ms. Hudson, you're still young and attractive. Why not pursue a relationship with

you keep clinging to Mr. Morrison? He's married and deeply devoted to Mila. It's an

Phoebe's advice, tears clouding her vision as she retorted, "You

responded, "You're right. Perhaps I don't understand your perspective. But is it justified

it before; I don't need him to marry me or reciprocate my feelings," Fenna explained. "I just want to be by his side as his assistant, taking care of him for the rest of my life. As

a headache coming on, Mila rubbed her temples

remained obstinate. Thus, she decided to refrain