The Wrong Woman

Phoebe couldn't wrap her head around what Mila just said. After holding it in for a while, she asked quietly, "Mila, you're pregnant with Mr. Morrison's child. He still has feelings for you, so why don't you try to fight for it?

"Just give him a little nod, and he'll be devoted to you."

Mila looked at Phoebe seriously. She said word by word, "Nathan knows that Fenna likes him a lot."

Phoebe was puzzled. She responded, "So what?"

Mila smiled bitterly as she tapped Phoebe's head. She said, "To arrange someone who admires you to work by your side is either they like you or consider you as a backup option."

Phoebe finally understood.

As long as Fenna remained by Nathan's side, Mila didn't want to be involved in this mess.

For her own protection, and also for the sake of her unborn child. Phoebe said, "You'll be working at the military base in the future, so you'll be seeing Mr. Morrison often. Some things will be hard to avoid, especially when you're about to give birth. How are you going to hide it?"

Mila touched her slightly bulging belly. She heaved a deep sigh and remained silent because she didn't know what to do either.

After the plane landed, Mila and Phoebe took a taxi to the military base. They didn't want to attract any attention, so they acted discreetly. Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

They presented their credentials to the security at the gate then inputted their identity information, verified their fingerprints, and so on. Finally, they passed through security and entered the military base. Mila had been here many times before, so she was familiar with the place.

She chose a dormitory apartment farthest from Nathan on purpose. Phoebe helped Mila arrange her baggage before returning to her room to organize her stuff.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

Mila put down the book in her hand and went to open the door. "Phoebe, you can leave me alone. I'll handle the rest myself..." Mila's voice trailed off as she saw the man standing at the door. She suddenly froze.

Did Nathan already know she was here?

Mila was very nervous as her heart raced. She pretended to be calm and asked, "Mr. Morrison, how can I help you?"

Nathan looked down at her with a distant expression. His gaze was warm as he asked softly, “Can we talk?"

Mila calmly replied, “I have an orientation tomorrow morning. If you have something to discuss, you can talk to me once I start working." Nathan smiled bitterly. He sarcastically said, "General Morrison, leader, Mr. Morrison, you might as well call me Sir.

"How fearful are you of me getting attached to you, that you're so eager to distance yourself from me?"

Mila reached for the door and was ready to close it. She said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go rest."

Suddenly, Nathan placed his hand on the door. His face became gloomy.

Mila could feel the pressure coming off him. She was slightly startled as she felt a bit intimidated.

Even though Nathan was suffering so much, he didn't lay a finger on her. He suppressed his sadness as he calmly said, "Let's talk about your grandfather's company's situation and your family's

investigation.” Mila opened the door without hesitation. She politely said, "Please come in."

Nathan walked into the room. His gaze swept over the large bed, and a deep feeling of sadness washed over him.

The woman who used to treacly call him "Nate" even if she didn't love him. The woman who was attracted to his genes and would do anything to seduce him into bed.

Now, not even half a year, everything changed.