The Wrong Woman

"If Yale is in the clear, there's no reason for Nathan to feel anxious about his blood. But if there's a problem with Yale, Nathan would undoubtedly take swift action."

Cole's realization hit him like a ton of bricks. "Mrs. Morrison, are you suggesting that General Morrison's true motive isn't to obtain Yale's blood for DNA analysis? Perhaps he's orchestrating this ruse to provoke Yale's suspicion, prompting the man to retaliate against him."

Mila nodded. "That's my theory."

"But why would General Morrison do that?" Cole asked.

Mila, too, struggled to understand Nathan's motive. Confusion clouded her mind.

Rubbing her temples, Mila thought for a moment before asking, "Cole, has Nate given you any unusual instructions recently or asked you to place anything in the car?"

Cole suddenly recalled and exclaimed, "Yes, he did. General Morrison tasked me with fetching a professional diving pump with oxygen from the arsenal a couple of days ago, along with a specialized hammer for breaking car windows."

A faint smile crept onto Mila's lips, dispelling the sadness and despair that had plagued her in recent days. Every worry she had morphed into a source of determination.

The weight that had burdened her heart lifted at last.

Tears welled in Mila's eyes as she retrieved her phone, rereading the last message Nathan had sent her: "Stay calm, wait for my return."

bit her lip, a whirlwind of emotions raging within her. "When you come back, we need to have a serious conversation," she silently pledged. "Risking your life in such a dangerous plan without discussing it

suppress his curiosity, Cole asked, "Mrs. Morrison, what is General Morrison's plan exactly? Where is

grasp of Nathan's

our next

getting too close to him. Also, do not assign anyone to track him under any circumstances. Simply

nodded in acknowledgment. "Got it,

to yourself. Don't discuss it with

"Consider it done."

the streets were bathed in radiant

by Phoebe, Mila

After the appointment, they ventured to

into Fenna and Lillian, whom they hadn't seen since the wedding reception a month

that Fenna and Lillian were also shopping for baby supplies, hinting at Lillian's recent

to greet her,

the other hand, wore a look of disdain as she angrily exclaimed, "With Nate's life on the line and