The Wrong Woman

Mila approached them with a bouquet, smiling. "Yes, we're in the right place. We've come to visit you, our in-laws."

The term "in-laws" caught Gregory off guard as he lay in the bed. Despite his injuries, he quickly propped himself up, struggling to sit upright. Carol, equally surprised, cautiously accepted the gift from Nathan's outstretched hands.

Jasper and Imogen took the next elevator, so they hadn't reached the ward yet.

Nathan quickly set his things down and hurried over, gently placing a reassuring hand on Gregory's shoulder. "You're injured. Don't get up. Just lie down and rest."

"General Morrison, I..." Gregory's voice faltered in distress.

Carol's hands trembled uncontrollably as she glanced nervously at Mila, worried that Mila and Nathan had overheard her argument with Gregory.

Nathan spoke in a gentle tone, "Please, don't call me General Morrison. It sounds too formal. You both are older than me. Just call me Nathan, and I'll call you two by name in return."

Mila came closer and leaned against Nathan's side. She said softly, "Gregory, Carol, you can call me Wanda."

Carol's face turned red, not out of shyness but embarrassment.

The couple before her seemed young and incredibly good-looking. Despite their evident influence, they greeted others warmly, devoid of any airs of superiority.

suddenly revealed

snapped her out of her reverie. "Carol, quickly get some

her senses

sensed they were still tense and reserved. She quickly walked over to Carol, looping her arm through hers. "There's no need to be so formal. We've got this." Carol tensed up

an awkward smile while stammering,

she tried to pull away. Mila added warmly, "We're just here to see Gregory. We're sorry we had to cancel last time because of work." Carol's throat tightened as she stuttered, "I-It's

Nathan approached Mila with two

appreciatively, offering a smile, then led

them, Nathan grabbed one for himself. The three of them sat beside the bed, all eyes on Gregory, who seemed uncomfortable under their

with his cup and gulped. His gaze locked with

injuries

quickly shook his head. "No, they're

in-laws and quickly reassured them, "He's strong. He'll recover in a few days. You don't have to come to the hospital." "It's fine. We came back mainly to

a touch of indignation, she added, "No matter who the person is, whoever breaks

off their anxiety. They had just argued because they were worried about

together, saying in unison, "Hi, Mom,