The Wrong Woman

Mila believed Nathan could solve his and Fenna's problems alone. She said casually, "I'll go outside to get some fresh air. You guys can continue chatting."

After saying this, she withdrew her hand.

Nathan's expression became gloomy. He commanded in a serious tone, "Wanda, you sit here."

Mila didn't listen to him. Instead, she turned around and left the ward.

Looking at Mila's back, Nathan felt inexplicably irritated. He bent over and placed his hand on his forehead as he let out a frustrated sigh.

He couldn't figure out what Mila was thinking. She was so concerned about Fenna before, but now she was making concessions.

After Mila left the ward, Fenna walked over and sat on the chair by the bed. She asked with concern, "Is your leg seriously injured?"

Wearing a long face, Nathan leaned against the headboard. He pulled the blanket to cover his body. "What do you want to say? Say it quickly, and then leave."

Fenna took a deep breath. She gazed at Nathan intensely before gently saying, "Nate, no matter how you treat me, I don't care. I just want to treat you well, to see you, to work with you, and I'll be content." Nathan asked impatiently, "What exactly do you want to say?"

transferred. I'm now the head of logistics for Project

turned pale, and he slowly looked at Fenna. He couldn't help

the armament department of the military base, the latest project for developing new military

905 for the new military aircraft that was recently under development. There would be long-term dealings

so it was inevitable that they would bump into each other

more important thing was that after Mila's maternity leave was over, she was going to join the team developing this new

frequently interact with the couple in their future work. Nathan didn't want to say anything. He was only thinking

she thinking now? Was she

did she think he hadn't handled his relationship with Fenna

talk to you about this in private is because I didn't want Wanda to know we're still attached. I know we're very close, but I'm afraid she'll blame

"Fenna, where did you get the idea that we're still attached? Do you think sacrificing yourself makes you look noble?" he asked angrily.

lifted the blanket and got out of the bed from the other side. He walked

me. "Nate, where are you

angrily pushed her away. He

Fenna was frightened.