The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1051



Mila walked out hastily, joyfully welcoming Nathan home. Imogen stood quietly in the living room, watching the doorway.

A strikingly handsome, authoritative middle-aged man entered, his gentle smile lighting up the room. Without changing his shoes, he wrapped Mila in a warm embrace and kissed her lips.

"Surprised to see me?" he said tenderly.

"Yeah, I thought you weren't coming home today," Mila replied with a smile, gently pushing him away.

Nathan chuckled affectionately. "I wanted to surprise you." Then he pulled her close for a deeper kiss.

Imogen lowered her head and looked away, feeling utterly awkward.

Mila quickly pushed against his chest, whispering, "Nathan, stop. We have a guest."

Nathan paused, curiosity lighting up his eyes as he looked toward the living room. "A guest?"

Mila hummed in response and handed him his slippers. "Change your shoes and come. I'll introduce you to a friend."

Nathan asked as he changed his

junior who helped solve a rocket program issue for

admired knowledgeable people, respecting talent

his slippers on, Nathan walked into the living room with Mila's arm around his. Mila

figure who exuded a captivating blend of handsomeness, elegance, and maturity. He was the kind of man whose striking presence left a lasting impression, impossible to

powerful presence made her nervous. Moreover, he bore a striking resemblance to Jasper, though his gaze was even more

waited for Mila

"Meet

Morrison," Imogen greeted politely with

pointed to Imogen and said,

extended his hand. "Nice to meet

with both of hers. "Nice to

hand, was gracious and forthright. After the handshake,

served at Mila awkwardly She felt a vague familiarity about

a hint

turned his intense gaze to Mila

"Not yet," Mila replied.