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."

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

acted quickly. She grabbed Lillian's arm and forcefully

the force and pointed angrily at Mila.

Yale

Yale over and over. I've been watching her for a

to be publicly shamed!" Lillian snapped. Mila clenched her fists in anger, struggling to contain her laughter.

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

she's causing trouble everywhere. It's unbelievable." "Who are you

the nerve. I'll see that you won't be welcome in

my boots. You, the lovesick follower, and your paranoid friend make quite the

that she raised her hand to strike Phoebe again. Yet, she couldn't match

to retaliate, Mila shouted, "Phoebe,

being wrongly accused, Phoebe focused on evading Lillian's

swiftly embraced Lillian, holding her tightly to stop her impulsive actions. He comforted her, "Honey, please don't act rashly. It's not worth risking