The Wrong Woman

After the wedding incident, Yale became vigilant, ensuring Nathan couldn't covertly obtain his DNA.

Mila strictly followed Nathan's instructions in such critical matters. He had expressly stated his desire for her to steer clear of Yale, so she made an effort to avoid any possible conflicts. However, fate had a different script prepared.

Just days later, Mila and Phoebe left the bookstore and ventured into the nearby mall to browse clothing. To their surprise, they stumbled upon Lillian trying on outfits at a high-end fashion store, accompanied by Yale.

Mila had no intention of greeting them and was ready to leave without a word.

However, Yale greeted politely, "What a coincidence, Mrs. Morrison."

Mila's expression darkened as she regarded Yale with suspicion.

When Lillian emerged from the fitting room with clothes in hand, her smile faded upon seeing Mila. "What a day, bumping into a jerk."

Phoebe felt the impulse to speak up and defend Mila, but Mila restrained her, gesturing for her to stay calm.

After a courteous nod toward Lillian, Mila turned to leave.

"Wanda, hold on."

Mila ignored Lillian and continued on her way as if she hadn't heard a thing.

Yale watched intently as she walked away.

Lillian was fuming. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "What's up with her attitude? She's so rude."

Yale stayed silent, but the intense passion in his eyes was unmistakable.

Phoebe and Mila headed to the second store to check out more clothes. Phoebe found a style she really liked and eagerly headed into the fitting room to try it on.

Mila continued browsing, and with a gentle nudge from the salesperson, she also picked out an outfit she liked and stepped into the fitting room.

Inside, she noticed there was no door but a cloth curtain. Spotting the salesperson stationed by the entrance, Mila felt reassured about changing. "Okay, I'll go now," the salesperson's voice echoed faintly through the fitting room.

Suddenly, the

room

could

Curtain of Mila's fitting

pulled aside. Before she

a hand covered her

mouth, fortunately, she had already finished changing.

Wide-eyed, she stared at Yale, her heart racing with fear, but she forced herself to remain composed.

"Don't scream," Yale whispered. "I won't harm you. I simply want to talk to you and take a good look at you." Mila nodded.

"Do you feel happy being married to Nathan?" Yale asked softly.

Mila nodded once again.

Yale smiled sadly, his hand gently touching Mila's cheek. He looked at her with deep affection and said, "I don't want to hurt you. I just want us to be friends. Why do you keep pushing me away?"

"Mila, are you getting changed?" Phoebe's voice came from outside the fitting room.

Feeling nervous, Mila pulled Yale's hand away and replied, "Just give me a moment. I'll be out soon."

Yale affectionately tousled her hair, his tone gentle as he remarked, "You're still as timid as ever, aren't you?"

Mila flashed a harmless smile, but in the next instant, she vented her anger by forcefully driving her knee upward.

Yale screamed in pain, clutching his crotch as he doubled over and retreated.

The commotion caused by Yale's

outcry led to the curtain being drawn back, revealing the scene to the

people outside the fitting room. They

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