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."

asked as he

a junior who helped solve a rocket program issue for the space

knowledgeable people, respecting

his slippers on, Nathan walked into the living room with Mila's arm around his. Mila beamed, "Imogen, let me introduce my husband, Nathan..." She paused,

handsomeness, elegance, and maturity. He was the kind of man whose striking

striking resemblance to Jasper, though his gaze was even more intense and

Mila to initiate

"Meet

Mr. Morrison," Imogen greeted politely with a

Imogen and

smiled warmly and extended his hand. "Nice

quickly grasped his hand with both

polite yet reserved. Nathan, on the other hand, was gracious and

nervously. Unsure of what to say she served at Mila awkwardly She felt a vague familiarity about

hint of unease in

conversing with younger women turned his intense gaze to Mila and

"Not yet," Mila replied.