The Wrong Woman

The weather gradually warmed, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for another prenatal checkup.

Mila vividly recalled Nathan's insistence on being notified about each future appointment. However, he remained entrenched in his duties in Phoenicia.

To avoid disrupting his work, Mila, accompanied by Phoebe, decided to visit the staff hospital for her examination.

At seven months pregnant, the doctor advised Mila to return to Phoenicia for the delivery. The facilities at the staff hospital were deemed inadequate for labor, and the place lacked a neonatal ward.

Mila applied for maternity leave from the company, deciding to return to Phoenicia with Phoebe secretly. She hadn't informed Nathan in advance, hoping to surprise him.

From the moment they landed, Phoebe sensed an unsettling presence, as if they were being watched. On their way home, a mysterious vehicle tailed behind them.

"Mila, something feels off. It seems like we're being followed. Should we alert General Morrison?" Phoebe's concern was palpable.

Nervously scanning the rearview mirror, Mila pondered for a few seconds before replying, "Is Phoenicia unsafe?"

"It might be." Phoebe, with her sharp intuition, suggested, "General Morrison has been in Phoenicia for over a month without leaving. He must be dealing with something quite challenging."

"In that case, let's inform him." Mila immediately pulled out her phone and dialed Nathan's number. "Safety first."

Phoebe nodded in agreement.

Moments later, Nathan's voice crackled through the phone, slightly tinged with excitement. "Chubs."

It marked the first time Mila had initiated a call with him that month.

"Nate, Phoebe and I are here in Phoenicia," Mila said.

Anxiously, Nathan inquired, "Why did you come back? Where are you now?"

"We're on our way to Sudvilla." Mila continued, "The doctor recommended that I deliver the baby in Phoenicia, as the staff hospital lacks a neonatal ward."

"When will you arrive home?"

"Phoebe suspects we're being followed," Mila explained.

Nathan's tone shifted to urgency. "Share your location with me. I'll arrange for someone to pick you up."

"Alright."

Mila sensed the urgency in Nathan's voice, heightening the tension in the air. She ended the call and promptly shared her location with him.

Within 15 minutes, Phoebe noticed

that the vehicle tailing them had

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been joined by two more, both military vehicles from the camp. Their presence provided a comforting reassurance to Mila's uneasy heart.

An hour passed, and dusk descended gracefully.

The vehicles arrived safely at Sudvilla. Mila stepped out of the car and turned to see two more vehicles pulling up behind them.

To her surprise, Nathan emerged

from one of them. Initially, she had thought he'd sent someone for her protection. But to her delight, he had come personally, escorting her all the way.

With eyes brimming with warmth, Nathan approached silently and wrapped Mila in his arms. He closed his eyes and gently kissed her forehead, his chest heaving with emotion.

Mila's once-empty heart instantly overflowed with warmth and anticipation. Feeling Nathan's familiar warmth and scent was incredibly comforting. "Don't you miss me?" Nathan murmured, his voice husky and tinged with a hint of longing.

Nestled in his embrace, Mila whispered, "Of course I do."

It was then that Mila realized her hands had been hanging by her sides all along. She smiled faintly, lifting her hands to wrap them around his waist and nuzzling

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Nathan's tone carried a hint of reproach. "You must let me know in advance wherever you go next time."

Nathan chuckled helplessly. "I don't need surprises." Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

"It's cold here. Let's head home." Nathan reluctantly released Mila and took her hand, leading the way toward Sudvilla.