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.

Nathan intently. But the instant Jasper caught sight of Mila,

she anxiously explained, "Mr. and Mrs. Morrison, I

smile. "It's all

with caring for children, and she was immensely grateful

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

was now adept at playing with toys and rolling over. Affectionately, Nathan reached out and said, "Here. Let me hold him

passed Jasper into

baby's face was replaced by a serious gaze as he examined Nathan's features. Nathan, too, gazed earnestly at Jasper's adorable face. Mila

is he looking at me like that?" Nathan

"He's probably just feeling a bit unsure. But it's a good sign he's not crying. He might likely cry if it was

by slapping him. Nathan looked at Jasper in shock, while

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

won't. I'm just surprised. This little one