The Wrong Woman

Mila and Donald were chatting as they walked back.

Nathan quickly asked, "Chubs, when can you start working?"

Donald turned to look at Nathan, but Mila remained with her back to him.

After a pause, she said lightly, "Maybe in a few months."

Nathan said in a slightly hard tone, "That's too long. Tomorrow, get on the plane with me to return to the military base.”

Mila suddenly clenched her fists. She bit her lower lip stoically as her eyes welled up with tears.

She really wanted to rush up to him, disregarding everything, and tell him, "I'm pregnant. I need to take care of myself during pregnancy!

“I don't want to go to the border to give birth, and I also don't want to see you and Fenna be lovey- dovey toward each other especially when I'm pregnant!"

But now, Nathan was her superior, and she had to comply.

Moreover, she had hidden her pregnancy from everyone by wearing a winter coat.

She had no excuse to refuse. She simply replied, "Okay. I'll take the plane by myself tomorrow. No need to trouble General Morrison." Donald was baffled. Watching Mila's actions, he couldn't believe she turned her back on her superior to respond, and with such a cold attitude.

They hadn't seen each other for half a year. Now they were arguing as soon as they met?

Donald sighed and then continued with the reception.

Half an hour later, the reception ended.

The leaders chatted in groups as they walked out.

Outside the main hall, there were several rows of sofas where the special assistants and secretaries of the leaders were resting and waiting.

Fenna and Cole stood up. They saw everyone had left, but Nathan was nowhere to be seen.

Fenna was worried, so she peeked inside. She asked, "Why hasn't Nate come out yet?"

Cole replied, "Maybe Mr. President is talking to him."

Fenna stepped forward and said, "I'll go have a look." Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Cole hurriedly followed, "Fenna, it's not appropriate!"

There were three doors in the reception hall.

When Fenna walked toward the second door, she suddenly saw a familiar figure coming out of the third door.

She squinted and saw a woman whose back reminded her of Mila. She was lost in thought.

Nathan hurriedly walked out as he searched around.

Fenna grabbed his arm and asked, "Nate, what's going on?"

Nathan asked, "Have you seen..." His words trailed off as he didn't ask further.

Mila's identity was confidential. Only the high-ranking officials of Norvania knew about it and it couldn't be leaked.

Cole walked over. He asked while being respectful, "General Morrison, the plane is outside. Are we heading back to the military base?" Nathan was still searching for Mila. Just as he turned his head, he caught sight of Milas figure at the end of the corridor. But she disappeared around the corner the next moment.

Nathan quickly said, "I'm not going back today."

After that, he hastened his pace to follow her.

Fenna was puzzled. She chased after him and asked, "You have a meeting tonight, wasn't it already arranged? Why aren't you going back?"

Cole was confused, so he followed along.

As Nathan rushed out of the Imperial Heights, he saw Mila get into a car and then sped away.

His mind was unsettled as he heaved with his arms akimbo. He anxiously turned to Cole.

Fenna caught up. She was unhappy as she asked, "Nate, who are you looking for?"

Nathan reached out to Cole. He panted as he said, "Call Phoebe for me."

Cole was stunned. "Phoebe?" he asked.

Nathan was impatient. He said as his tone became heavier, "Yes, right now, immediately!"

Cole was shocked by Nathan's sudden anger and didn't dare to ask further. He dialed Phoebe's number and then handed the phone to Nathan.