The Wrong Woman

Chapter 961

Candice stayed quiet. The room was still.

Elio switched off the lamp and drew her closer, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. His nerves wouldn't ease until they exchanged vows and became husband and wife.

…

The next day, Mila boarded a military helicopter bound for Phoenicia. She rushed to the hospital to visit Michaela, who had been injured.

Unexpectedly, Michaela greeted Mila with a hint of dissatisfaction. "It's just a minor injury. You didn't have to rush back from work," she scolded.

Deeply concerned, Mila gazed at Michaela, who was now paralyzed from her waist down. It pained her to see Michaela brush off her condition so casually. Nevertheless, Mila stayed by her side at the hospital for hours.

At dinner time, Fenna arrived at the hospital carrying homemade dishes. It irked her to see Mila again. "Wanda?" she blurted out, surprised.

Mila offered a faint smile, rising politely. "It's been some time, Ms. Hudson."

Fenna forced a strained smile, her irritation growing as she noticed Mila's ageless beauty despite nearing 50. Mila maintained a youthful appearance. Fenna pushed herself to remain courteous. "Yeah, it has been quite some time."

"We've hired a nutritionist and chef to handle the cooking. You can leave it to the experts

whether to put down the food container or take it

“Fen’s cooking is fantastic and I

to Fenna, brightening her expression. Fenna quickly approached and smoothly nudged Mila aside. She opened the

pot roast

moved aside, her expression

Fenna with admiration, saying, “You’re truly impressive, juggling an

though she had tasted something foul. She couldn’t shake the memory of Fenna’s harsh criticism,

Fenna employed sneaky, manipulative tactics to undermine and ridicule Mila. Each time those memories returned, they

Fenna’s actions, only to

many admirers. Fenna’s behavior wasn’t beyond reason. She was just pursuing the man she desired, which

valued competence and power above

apart if things continued in such a way. Mila