The Wrong Woman

Phoebe burst into the fitting room. She quickly pulled Mila out and positioned herself protectively before her. "Mila, are you okay?"

Salespeople from the store gathered around, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene.

"Darling?" Lillian approached with worry etched on her face.

She supported Yale's arm, bending down to find him clutching his crotch. Seeing the sweat on his forehead and the pain on his face, she felt sorry for him.

"What happened? Did Wanda hurt you?"

The situation was clear. This was a women's clothing store, so naturally, the changing room was intended for females.

Therefore, when a man appeared in the fitting room and ended up doubled over in pain, it didn't take much to piece together what had occurred.

Yale winced in pain and muttered, "Wanda was too rough."

frustration. She hurried over and raised her hand as if she

grabbed Lillian's arm

back a few steps from the force and pointed angrily

want to know what Yale did

and over. I've been watching her for a while," Lillian roared. Mila sneered, "Me?

husband. A woman like you deserves to be publicly shamed!" Lillian snapped. Mila clenched her fists in anger, struggling to contain her laughter. She couldn't believe how foolish Lillian acted as

was blunt and couldn't stand to see Mila unfairly criticized. She argued, "Mila and General Morrison have

she's in charge? Now that Fenna's been pushed away, she's causing trouble everywhere. It's unbelievable." "Who are you calling a sidekick?" Lillian jabbed her finger fiercely at Phoebe, her eyes burning

the nerve. I'll see that you

in my boots. You, the lovesick follower, and your

grew so angry that she raised her hand

and prepared to retaliate, Mila

being wrongly accused, Phoebe focused on evading Lillian's erratic

Lillian, holding her tightly to stop her impulsive actions. He comforted her, "Honey, please don't