The Wrong Woman

Mila was eager to take Nathan back to their dormitory.

Nathan's eyes were brimming with affection.

As soon as they stepped inside, he eagerly pulled her into his arms, longing to kiss her. Yet, Mila stopped him by placing her hand on his lips.

"What are you doing?" Mila asked.

Nathan was confused. "You brought me back to the dorm so urgently. Didn't you want-"

"No," Mila shyly interrupted, patting his shoulder. "Let go for now."

After Nathan released her, she took his hand and led him into the bedroom.

The nanny, Pauline, was nodding off at the edge of the bed, while Jasper lay on his stomach, contentedly chewing on a toy without making a sound. His large, bright eyes shimmered with curiosity.

he locked his gaze on Nathan intently. But the instant Jasper caught sight of Mila, his excitement became palpable. He flailed his limbs and babbled happily, like

she anxiously explained, "Mr.

offered a gentle smile. "It's all right. You've

well the exhaustion that came with caring for children,

lifted Jasper into her arms. His smile widened as he nestled

felt a rush of joy and warmth. It had been two months since their last reunion, and Jasper had noticeably grown. Jasper was now adept at playing with toys and rolling

passed Jasper

gaze as he examined Nathan's features. Nathan, too, gazed earnestly at Jasper's adorable face. Mila couldn't help but smile as she watched the father and son locking

is he looking at me

unsure. But it's a good sign he's not crying. He might

slapping

a rush, Mila handed Jasper to Pauline while she quickly checked Nathan's cheek and said, "Don't take it personally. He's just a five-month-old baby who doesn't

took her hand, kissed her lips, and said, "Don't worry, I won't. I'm just surprised. This little one seems to have a strong sense of self-preservation, which