The Wrong Woman

Mila didn't even cry. But now, her eyes welled up with tears of grievance. She bit her lower lip to endure it, looking at Nathan slightly angrily with teary eyes.

Mila felt stuffy inside. She choked back tears as she asked, "How have I treated you?"

Nathan chuckled with tears in his eyes. His eyes reddened as he said, “You can dislike me, but you can't push me toward other women." Mila felt a bit of pain on her shoulders as he gripped her shoulders too tightly.

She slowly moved her hands away from his chest. She feebly said sarcastically, “You're together every day, do you still need me to push you?"

Nathan's breathing became heavier, and his eyes filled with sadness. He was heartbroken as he said, "Wanda Hoffis, why did you come back? Why did you have to appear before me? Why do you want to torture me? Why?"

His grip became tighter, causing her arms to ache.

Mila was afraid as she secretly touched her belly. She looked up at him with teary eyes.

She coldly said in a low voice, "Do you want to know why? Then can you transfer Fenna away, as far as possible, preferably never to see her again? If you can do that, I'l tell you everything."

Nathan replied, "She was assigned here by my superior, so I have no authority to have her transferred.”

Nathan's superior? It was Mr. President!

Mila smiled bitterly. She was very disappointed. She said, "General Morrison, please let go of me. It hurts.”

Nathan realized he had lost control, so he quickly released her hands. Mila raised her right hand and touched her left arm before taking a step back. She lowered her head to wipe away her tears in secret, adjusting her uncomfortable emotions.

When she looked up again, she forced a smile. Despite the heartache, she pretended to be calm and composed.

She said, "General Morrison, love isn't always mutual. There's a kind of love called unrequited love. You know Fenna likes you, yet you willingly accept her care and attention.

“You spend every day with her and give her false hope. Although you don't reciprocate the same level of love, you treat her as a backup.” Nathan clenched his fists. He explained again, "We only have a working relationship between superior and subordinate.”

Mila responded, "But she doesn't see it that way. Her actions have gone over the normal relationship between superior and subordinate. How will you balance that?"

Nathan couldn't figure out what Mila was thinking.

Why did she say she didn't love him, act distant and indifferent, but care about him having a female assistant by his side?

"What exactly are you trying to say?" he asked.

Mila pondered for a while. She replied softly, "General Morrison, if someone you like asked you to dismiss an employee she didn't like, what would you do?"

"What's the reason?"

"There's no reason.”

Nathan said, "I always keep my public and private affairs separated. I won't abuse my power to oppress subordinates."

Mila smiled bitterly and remained silent. Nathan was still the Nathan she liked. He had a strong sense of justice and integrity. Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

He had always been like this, hadn't he?

Mila felt a bit disappointed, but she didn't blame Nathan. After all, he hadn't done anything wrong.

There was a woman who was so stubborn and sincerely infatuated with him. She was willing to be demoted and take a pay cut just to support him by his side.

He was just doing his job, so what was wrong with that?

Mila realized many things, but for the safety of her baby, she had to continue to suppress her emotions.

Although her eyes were wet, she wore a gentle smile. She said softly, "Mr. Morrison, let's not talk about feelings, okay?"

Nathan's face became gloomy, and he couldn't hide his sadness.

After a moment, Mila put her hands in her pockets. She said softly, "At least for the next few months, let's not talk about feelings. Besides work, let's avoid meeting in private.”

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