The Wrong Woman

Chapter 604

Phoebe persisted, her tone urgent as she spoke, "Mila, there's an update from General Morrison. He's reached out personally. You need to wake up right away." Slowly, Mila opened her eyes, blinking wearily. Upon spotting Cole in front of her, she shut them again, muttering to herself, "It's Cole, not Nate."

Taking a deep breath, Cole nervously relayed, "Mrs. Morrison, General Morrison sent me a message. He's in danger and is counting on us to rescue him."

Mila opened her eyes once more, reaching out to grasp Phoebe's hand. Despite her weakened state, she attempted to sit up. "Phoebe, could you give me a hand?" she murmured.

Phoebe's excitement surged as she promptly offered her support, assisting Mila in sitting up.

Mila stretched her hand toward Cole, questioning, "Where's Nate's message?"

Cole rushed to grab his phone, accessing the messages programmed by the coder, then promptly passed it to Mila.

Mila stared at Nathan's number, then shifted her gaze to the message he had sent. Tears welled up in her eyes, her fingers trembling slightly.

"Cole, I'm not dead. I'm being held captive in an unfamiliar place. Please, find a way to rescue me. Don't let Wanda know what's going on. Just tell her I'm away on business. I don't want her to worry."

Cole took a deep breath, composing himself before saying, "Mrs. Morrison, General Morrison is alive. He's just being held captive. Given his predicament, maybe it's best not to cause him any further worry." Nonetheless, Mila's yearning overwhelmed her, tears streaming down her face as she clutched the phone tightly.

Her body shook with each sob as she sought comfort in Phoebe's embrace, her cries filling the room. It felt cathartic, finally releasing all the pent-up pain that she had been carrying within for so long. Mila continued to sob uncontrollably, each cry accompanied by gasps for air, her anguish becoming unbearable.

Eventually, a doctor was called in. He administered a sedative to help ease Mila's emotions. Slowly, her turbulent feelings began to subside.

Everyone present was left speechless, unable to comprehend the reason behind her intense reaction.

Upon receiving the sedative, Mila didn't succumb to sleep as expected. Instead, she remained surprisingly composed.

With a bitter smile, she handed the

phone back to Cole and remarked, "Your acting skills are rather amateurish. This message you received clearly wasn't from Nate. His phone should still be at the bottom of the river. How could he possibly have texted you? Content

Phoebe and Cole found themselves pleasantly surprised by Mila's composed and clear-headed response.

The doctor had presumed that Nathan's alleged message would serve as a source of hope for Mila, potentially stirring within hera determination to find a way to save him.

Yet, to his astonishment, Mila awakened only to realize that the message was untrue.

Phoebe nervously inquired, "Mila, if you knew the message was fake, why were you so upset just now? I was worried you might cry yourself to death."

Tears gathered in the corners of Mila's eyes as she replied, "I miss him terribly. Even though I know it's not real, I still feel his love."

"Mila, it might be best for you to stay awake. Think about General Morrison. There's a good chance he's still alive."

Mila interjected with frustration, "!

won't sleep. Nathan lied to me. He assured me he would return, yet it feels like an eternity has passed, and he's still not back. I refuse to wait any longer."

Phoebe and Cole exchanged a concerned glance, worried that Mila might be jumping to conclusions. They hurried to provide clarification.

"No, Mrs. Morrison, General Morrison wouldn't lie to you. He will come back," Cole assured her.

Mila spoke slowly, "If he doesn't return, then I'll go find him myself."

Phoebe intervened anxiously, "Mila, please don't do anything reckless. You're afraid of water and can't swim. How do you plan to search for him?" Mila rubbed her eyes, looking displeased. "He's not in the river, so why would I go near the water to look for him?"Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Phoebe let out a sigh of relief. "So, where will you look for him then?"

After a moment of contemplation, Mila spoke up, "Phoebe, could you please bring me something to eat? I'm craving chicken noodle soup."

Cole couldn't contain his excitement. "I'll... I'll go buy some. I'll be back in a flash." With that, he hurried out of the room, his voice still echoing in the room.