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."

at Mila and clenched her teeth in frustration. She hurried over and raised her hand as

grabbed Lillian's

a few steps from the force and pointed angrily at Mila. "Wanda, you're

what Yale did to deserve being hit?"

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

snapped. Mila clenched her fists in anger, struggling to contain her laughter. She couldn't believe how foolish Lillian acted as if she were completely oblivious.

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

pushed away, she's causing trouble everywhere. It's unbelievable."

I'll see that you

boots. You, the lovesick follower, and your paranoid

of a comeback, Lillian grew so angry that she raised her

dodged and prepared to

of being wrongly accused, Phoebe focused on evading

holding her tightly to stop her impulsive actions. He comforted