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."

handle the cooking. You can leave it to the experts

felt awkward, unsure whether to put down the food

is fantastic and I love it. Please, bring it

expression. Fenna quickly approached and smoothly nudged

your favorite pot

moved aside, her

looked at Fenna with admiration, saying, “You’re truly impressive, juggling an influential career while mastering the art of cooking at home. You manage both

She couldn’t shake the memory of Fenna’s

past, Fenna employed sneaky, manipulative tactics to undermine and

confided in Michaela about Fenna’s actions, only to receive

remarkable man, and it’s natural for him to draw many admirers. Fenna’s behavior wasn’t beyond reason. She was just pursuing

questionable beliefs. Michaela consistently valued competence and power above all else, often placing self-interest

such