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Chapter 471

Nathan walked forward with the phone in his hand. He commanded, "Don't follow me."

Fenna ignored him and continued to chase after him. She asked, "What's going on? Why are you so anxious? Why are you looking for Phoebe?"

Nathan turned back. He angrily said in a low voice, "Stop following me!" Fenna frowned. She looked unhappy as she said, "Nate, I'm worried about you."

Nathan pointed at Cole, and said, "Take her away."

Cole immediately stepped forward then pulled Fenna back by her arm. Fenna struggled as she scolded, "What are you doing? Can't you see Nate is in a hurry? Something must have happened, I want to help him solve it!"

Cole resigned and said, "Fenna, he's your superior now, not your friend. Don't meddle in his personal matters."

Fenna furrowed her brow as she looked at Nathan who was making a call. She nervously asked, "Personal matters?"

Cole continued, "He's looking for Phoebe, so it must be personal matters. Is there any official business he would look for her for?" Fenna responded, "Then I should help him even more."

Cole furrowed his brow. His grip on her arm tightened as he said, "Fenna, don't... Please calm down.

“I know you're worried about General Morrison, and I know you like him a lot. But some things really can't be rushed.”

Fenna was furious as she gritted her teeth. She pointed at Nathan and said, "It must be about Wanda again if he's looking for Phoebe! That woman has been gone for half a year, yet still haunting him. Why

is she always clinging to him?"

Cole fell silent. He resigned when he looked at the infatuated and stubborn Fenna.

He sighed, "If General Morrison and Fenna were in love, he would be very happy. After all, with such a woman who loved him so much by his side, life would be very comfortable.”

As the call was connecting, Nathan was very anxious as if his heart was burned with fire.

Soon, Phoebe answered the phone, "What's up? I'm driving, couldn't you send me a voice message?"

Nathan frowned. He said in a serious tone, "It's me, Nathan.”

Phoebe panicked instantly. She replied, "Oh... I'm sorry, Mr. Morrison. I thought it was Cole, I-l—"

Nathan coldly said, “Focus on driving, pass the phone to Chubs. I have something to tell her."

"Okay... Mila, here, it's General Morrison.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Nathan's heart tightened again.

Then, a soft and familiar voice came through, "General Morrison, how may I help you?"

The phrase "General Morrison" from Mila extinguished all the myriad thoughts and emotions he wanted to express. It rendered him unable to speak a single word.

He just wanted to ask her if the words she once said still counted.

But now, there was no need to ask, and no need to answer.

Her attitude sait it all.

He didn't want to hear "they don't count” again.

Nathan suppressed his emotions and said softly, "Let's meet."

Mila replied, "We'll meet at the military base tomorrow.”

Nathan remained calm and continued, "I mean privately, just you and me. Let's talk in private."

Mila remained composed. She said, "I don't think it's necessary." Nathan looked up at the snow- covered branches. He felt colder inside than the harsh weather.

Nathan smiled bitterly as he said, "You've changed a lot."

Mila retorted, "You've changed a lot too."

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Nathan said, “I haven't changed. I've always been myself."

Mila replied with an indifferent attitude, “Is that so?"

Nathan took a deep breath as he endured the heartache. He gently asked again, "Where are you? I'll come and find you so we can talk." Mila remained calm and replied, "I'm leaving for the border tomorrow. I still need to visit Daniel and Sienna at Morrison Residence. General Morrison, I don't have time to meet you tomorrow.”

Nathan sneered as his eyes instantly reddened.

It was Daniel again! The man she had been missing was always Daniel!

"Okay," Nathan felt suffocated as he replied. He breathed through his mouth, and spoke, still gentle as ever, “Let me know when you're free.” "Goodbye," Mila said before hanging up.

Nathan slowly put down the phone. He lowered his head to look at the snow around his feet.

His tall and sturdy figure stood desolately under the barren tree. He didn't move at all.

The weather was even warmer than his heart.

Seeing Nathan hang up the phone, Fenna can't wait to rush toward him. She asked, "Nate! What happened?"

On the other side, Mila hung up the phone while she was in the car. She looked like a wilted flower. She leaned against the car window and stared listlessly with her teary and lackluster eyes.

Phoebe was curious when she heard their conversation. She asked, "Mila, why didn't you meet Mr. Morrison?"

Mila closed her eyes and said feebly, "I'm starting to work at the military base tomorrow. It's best to meet in public because I don't want to get into any trouble.”

Phoebe said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here, aren't I?"

Mila touched her belly. She resigned as she said, “I don't have your strength. I need to protect the baby in my belly.

"All I can do is to secure my safety, not provoke anyone or cause any trouble. Phoebe, I don't want any accident to happen. Do you understand?"

Phoebe realized and understood the meaning. She nervously asked, "Did you meet Fenna?"

Mila nodded without saying anything. She choked, she felt like crying if she said another word.

She saw Fenna.

That woman stood in front of Nathan. She gently brushed the snow off his head and shoulders.

She was very affectionate toward him as she placed a hand warmer in Nathan's hand.

Nathan didn't refuse and enjoyed Fenna's care.

With such a caring girlfriend by his side, Nathan must be very happy, right?

As the car arrived at Morrison Residence, Phoebe turned to look at Mila in the passenger seat. She found that she had fallen asleep while leaning against the window at some point.

Did all pregnant women get tired so easily?

Phoebe carefully lowered Milas seat and then took a blanket from the back seat to cover her.

Daniel and Sienna were like oil and water, constantly at each other's throats. They couldn't seem to agree on anything and always ended up in conflict.

Daniel's leg was slowly healing, but his eyes were still blind, which posed a danger to a pregnant woman.

Phoebe didn't hesitate as she started the car. She made a U-turn and drove away.

The next day at noon, Mila was accompanied by Phoebe. They boarded a plane and headed toward the border.

Before boarding, Cole kept sending messages asking when they would arrive and what time they would land.

He asked if they needed him to pick them up. He also asked if they needed anything prepared and any requirements for the accommodation.

Phoebe could tell from the excessively caring messages that it wasn't something Cole would send.

It must have been at someone else's behest.

Phoebe showed the messages to Mila. Mila straight away said, "Just switch off the phone.”

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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.

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.

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Nathan sat down on the lounge sofa, while Mila dragged a chair to sit in front of him with a glass coffee table separating them.

They fixed their gaze on each other. Even the most passionate gaze from the man was overshadowed by Mila's composed demeanor. It created a sense of distance and detachment.

Nathan leaned against the sofa. He gently asked, "When did you return to Norvania?"

Mila was stunned. She asked back, "Aren't you here to discuss my family matters?"

Nathan asked with an annoyed tone, "So, with our current relationship, I can't even send my regards to you?"

Mila lowered her head. She lightly fiddled with the buttons on her coat as she remained silent.

Nathan had a heartache by looking at her subdued demeanor. Yet, he didn't want to distress her further, so he changed the subject.

"After Avery took over your grandfather's businesses, they haven't depleted. In fact, under her management, their market value has increased by over 50 billion dollars.

"Over the past six months, she's been gradually transferring the businesses and assets overseas. Although most of the businesses have been transferred abroad, the assets are still under Avery's name. "Once your grandfather returns safely, these assets will transfer back under his name. In terms of assets, it's currently within a manageable scope.

“For the past six months, Oliver has vanished without a trace, so there hasn't been a single word about your family's whereabouts."

After speaking, Nathan silently looked at Mila as he awaited her reaction.

Mila still kept her head lowered. Her face became gloomy, and the buttons on her coat almost loosened due to her fiddling.

Nathan was uncertain about her thoughts, so he felt a bit anxious. “I've been investigating—" Nathan's words were suddenly cut off by Mila.

She answered his previous question, "I've been back for a week." Nathan was stunned for a moment.

He was happy and sad at the same time.

He was happy because she finally agreed to talk about her personal matters.

But he was sad because she had been back for a week, but didn't contact him once.

Although Mila felt heavy-hearted, she pretended to be calm. She looked up at Nathan and forced a seemingly indifferent smile to conceal her grievances and discomfort.

She teased with a semi-joking tone, "It was my mistake to use such despicable tactics to defile you and then disappear. I hope General Morrison won't hold a grudge—"

Nathan frowned as he interrupted with a more serious tone, "Defile?" Mila felt bitter in her heart. While she pretended to be calm, she smiled and nodded.

Nathan's face became even more gloomy. He snorted, "If I didn't want it, would you be able to force me?"

Mila replied, "You obviously didn't want it."

Nathan quickly explained, "That is because..." he stopped midway through speaking. He felt that explanations were pointless. He then wore a faint smile.

Watching him hesitate to speak, Mila's heart felt heavy.

She wanted to be free and easy, not bother about matters between Nathan and Fenna, but she couldn't get past this mental barrier because she cared too much.

She returned with her child in pursuit of happiness because she wanted to give her child a complete family.

Mila hesitated for a moment. She casually asked, "I heard you and Fenna are together, is that true?"

Nathan furrowed his brows. He asked, "Who told you that?"

Mila replied casually, "People who know you say so. Staff at the camp even call her “Madam Morrison’ in private."

Nathan's face turned pale. He remained silent.

To Mila, his silence was deafening.

Did his silence mean he acknowledged it?

She didn't want to ask anymore as she felt heartbroken. Her eyes instantly welled up with tears. She pretended to be strong and forced a smile.

She said, "You two seem suitable together."

Nathan's face remained stern. He scolded with a serious tone, “In your mind, I seem suitable with anyone except you, right?"

Mila was shocked by his anger. She asked, "Why... are you angry?" Nathan was very unhappy. He replied, "I've known Fenna for ten years. If I were interested in her, our child would be in elementary school by now."

Mila was slightly stunned.

Nathan raised his hand and glanced at his watch. His gaze was deep and solemn.

After that, he looked back at Mila. He angrily declared with utmost seriousness, "I have only ever liked one woman, from the past to the present. It will not change in the future.”

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“I can't control whoever she likes, and I have no idea what she's thinking.

"Even though she knows how I feel, she always turns a blind eye. She insists on treading on my pain by proclaiming that I'm better off with other women."

Nathan vented his frustrations in one breath. He then added, "She's the worst woman I've ever met."

After speaking, he stood up and walked toward the door with a cold expression.

Mila felt a mix of emotions after listening to his rant. She finally let go of the grievances in her heart.

At least, he wasn't together with Fenna.

But was she really as bad as he claimed?

Or did he have no boundaries?

Mila turned back to look at him. She quickly asked, "Mr. Morrison, where are you going?"

Nathan stopped in his tracks and gripped the door handle. He hesitated for two seconds before replying, “There's a meeting at the armaments department.”

He opened the door and left after speaking.

Mila leaned back in her chair, her gaze lingering on the door after Nathan's departure.

She wore a faint smile as she gently touched her belly. She felt bittersweet at that moment.

“Baby, it turns out that your father still belongs to us. Should I let him know about your existence?

"If I do, Fenna will surely find out too. I'm afraid she'll be as ruthless as the fake Sally. I'm afraid that she might try to harm us," Mila said to the unborn baby in her belly.

Mila felt the baby kicking her belly. She smiled and gently rubbed her belly as she murmured, "Be good, mummy always considers the bigger picture and I won't act impulsively. But for now, I'll observe first, okay?" Mila smiled when the baby moved in the belly.

The next morning, Mila went to the headquarters to complete her employment procedures.

Phoebe followed her closely.

As they entered the lobby of the office building, they coincidentally ran into Fenna coming out of the elevator.

Upon seeing Mila, Fenna froze in shock. Her expression turned gloomy as her eyes grew somber.

Mila walked over calmly. She greeted her politely, "Ms. Hudson, it's been a while."

Fenna held her breath and then slowly opened her mouth to take a deep breath. The next moment, she smirked as she sarcastically said, “I never expected you to come back.

"You were away for half a year and now you have returned. Not only did you come back, but you also had the audacity to travel all the way to the border. You truly are the most shameless woman I've ever seen.” Phoebe's expression became gloomy. She clenched her fists and wanted to lash out.

Mila calmly handed over the documents. She said, "Ms. Hudson, you've misunderstood. I'm here not because of Mr. Morrison. I'm here to start my career."

"Start your career?" Fenna asked as she was shocked. She snatched the documents from Mila's hand and scanned them.

When she saw the employment application, she sneered, "Who do you think you are? You still dare to fantasize about working here?"

Mila curiously asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Fenna threw the documents back at Mila. She said arrogantly, "You got in here through connections, didn't you? Did you get in through the backdoor? Nate, perhaps?"

Phoebe couldn't bear to watch anymore. She interrupted angrily, "Mila got in here based on her own abilities. She's a research engineer in the chemistry department and also serves as an advisor to the armaments department.”

Fenna looked Mila up and down. She mocked, “I really can't tell. You've studied chemistry abroad for a few years, and now you think you can work here with just a little knowledge?"

Phoebe was furious. She stepped forward as she wanted to argue with her.

Mila grabbed Phoebe's hand and stopped her. She calmly said, "Phoebe, don't be impulsive.”

Phoebe reluctantly suppressed her anger.

Mila smiled gracefully, "Sorry, Ms. Hudson. We're in a hurry to complete the employment process, so we won't disturb you."

After speaking, Mila pulled Phoebe along and walked past Fenna.

As they entered the elevator, both of them turned around.

Fenna also turned around. She was very furious as she looked at Mila with a cold gaze.

As the elevator doors closed closely, their eyes met. They maintained calm expressions, but their hearts were filled with tumultuous emotions. The elevator door closed and then ascended slowly.

Phoebe said angrily, "Mila, why did you endure her bullshit? You even treated her with such kindness!"

Mila reminded her quietly, "Phoebe, haven't you forgotten what I said? Don't get into any trouble. Let me live my life peacefully for these few months."

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Phoebe suddenly realized her mistake. She quickly apologized, “I'm sorry, Mila. I'll pay more attention next time."

Because Milas belly wasn't very obvious, and it was hidden under a thick coat, so it was easy for Phoebe to forget that she was pregnant. Mila murmured, "When dealing with such matters, harmony and peace are paramount.”

Phoebe replied, "Okay."

The employment procedures went smoothly.

Phoebe didn't work for the military base. She solely served Mila as her personal assistant. Her salary was paid by Mila personally.

In the research department, Mila met some professors she had known before, such as Joe and Alan, who were older senior researchers. They had witnessed Mila's brilliance before and were ecstatic to see her joining their team.

However, some researchers who had returned from overseas had a disdainful attitude toward her. Especially when they knew it was a young woman, with delicate features and a seemingly fragile appearance.

Also, it was rumored that she entered through connections, so they looked down on her from the bottom of their hearts.

Just as everyone was chatting and getting acquainted with Mila, Jacob, the new team leader of Team B, couldn't stand it anymore.

He called Mila into his office and handed her a stack of documents. "Wanda Hoffis, right?" Jacob lightly said, "From now on, you'll be in charge of Project 016. You'll be in charge of analyzing the nuclear fuel.”

Mila took the documents and browsed through them.

She furrowed her brows as she knew she needed to handle Radium material which had radioactive elements.

Although the research values were small, it was too dangerous for her as a pregnant woman even if she wore radiation protection suits.

She might be able to endure it, but her baby couldn't.

Mila politely declined, "I'm sorry, team leader. I can't handle this project. Could you assign me some other project instead of this?"

Jacob hadn't expected the new employee to be so assertive. On her first day of work, she was already talking back at him.

Jacob asked angrily, "The project can't be changed. How about you switch teams? Do you think another team will accept a rookie like you?" Mila casually said, "Any team will do.”

Jacob sneered, "You're really ignorant. Do you really think you can just waltz into another team whenever you feel like it?"

Mila took a deep breath and then suppressed her anger. She forced a smile as she said, "Team leader, what exactly do you want then?" Jacob pointed at the documents on the desk. He angrily scolded, "You have no choice but to obey your superior. Either handle this project or resign and go home!"

Mila was starting to panic. She looked at Jacob's angry face and knew he was not someone to mess with. He was also biased against her. Working under him would likely be tough and full of obstacles.

Mila just wanted to get through her work and the late stage of her pregnancy without any troubles.

“I'm sorry, team leader. I choose to transfer to another team.” Mila nodded politely before leaving the team leader's office.

As she returned to the research room, Joe asked curiously, "Chubs, what did the team leader want with you?"

Mila frowned. She complained in a low voice, “The team leader seems to have a bias against me."

Joe said quietly, "He's a high school classmate of Ms. Hudson. He seems to like her a lot, and she likes Mr. Morrison. So you should know the reason why he is targeting you."

Mila suddenly shuddered.

Fenna's high school classmate? Or Fenna's admirer?

Oh god, he was a ticking time bomb!

At that moment, Mila decided to transfer to another team.

In the evening, there were snowflakes fluttering outside the window, covering everything in white.

In the office, Nathan was reviewing blueprints of a new supersonic aircraft.

There was a knock on the door.

After three knocks, the door still remained closed.

Nathan slowly raised his head. Usually, Cole and Fenna would enter the room after they knocked three times.

At that moment, there was another knock on the door.

Nathan continued to look down at the documents. He softly replied, "Come in."

The door opened as the soft footsteps approached.

Nathan raised his head and he immediately froze.

Mila was holding a small basket woven from willow branches. The basket was filled with fresh strawberries.

She had a sweet and charming smile. "Mr. Morrison," Mila greeted politely.

Nathan snapped out of his daze as he returned to his senses. He asked softly, "Do you need something from me?"

Mila placed the basket of strawberries on his desk. She tried to please him in a gentle tone, "I saw a strawberry tree near the dormitory building. The strawberries are ripe, so I picked some for you to taste.”

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Nathan's gaze slowly moved to the strawberries.

The strawberries were bright red, large, and enticing. The strawberries were arranged in a very exquisite style.

Nathan looked at her suspiciously. He asked, "Did you pick these?" Mila nodded. She replied, "Yes. Some branches were hanging down, so I was able to pick some."

Nathan was very touched. But as soon as he thought about Mila's usual tricks, the warmth he felt vanished instantly.

"So, what do you need my help with?" Nathan asked. He knew she never offered kindness without an ulterior motive.

Yet, he still willingly treated her well.

Mila smiled sweetly and then approached Nathan. She said quietly, "Mr. Morrison, I want to join Team A."

Nathan's face turned grim. He looked up at her and said, "No, Team A is responsible for projects mostly on the frontlines. The work is difficult, time-consuming, stressful, and dangerous.

“You should stay in Team B and excel in your field. Besides, you've worked with several professors from Team B before, and they all like you."

Mila instantly felt lost.

So, Team A was in charge of frontline work.

If Team B was the burden, then Team A was the one carrying it. Compared to Team A, the Team B leader didn't seem so scary at all. Seeing her lost in thought, Nathan curiously asked, "What's wrong? Isn't Team B good enough for you?"

Mila snapped out of her reverie. She quickly smiled and said, “No, Team B is fine. Everything's fine. Mr. Morrison, I should get going now." After speaking, she slowly grasped the small basket with both hands as she intended to leave.

Nathan quickly grabbed the other end of the basket. He was anxious as he asked, "What are you doing?"

Mila seriously replied, "I'm going back!"

Nathan chuckled as he resigned. He was puzzled, so he looked at her and asked, "Who would take back the gift they just gave?"

Mila remembered that Nathan didn't like strawberries.

She just couldn't find a better excuse to see him. It was freezing outside, and she didn't want to risk going out to buy fruits, so she picked a few strawberries on purpose.

The strawberries were just a cover.

She didn't expect him to care about these strawberries, even though he didn't like them.

Mila thought that gift-giving was an expression of goodwill. Nathan didn't like strawberries, so leaving the strawberries would only cause them to rot.

It would be better for her to take them back and share them with Phoebe.

“You don't like strawberries either!" she explained.

Nathan refused to let go of his hand. He said, "You gave them to me, so they're mine now. It's none of your concern.”

Mila slowly let go. She should just forget it, she could always pick a few more to share with Phoebe.

She looked out the window. It was already dark. The warm yellow street lamps were on as snow fell from the sky.

When she arrived, it was still dusk.

How did it get dark so quickly?

She turned around and walked slowly toward the door. She took out her phone to send a message to Phoebe as she walked. She wanted Phoebe to come and pick her up.

Nathan felt his heart being taken away by her as he watched her leave. He stood up, took the black coat beside him, and hurried to catch up. Then, he silently draped the coat over her shoulders from behind.

He wrapped it tightly around her then fastened one of the buttons in the middle.

Mila was stunned, so she looked up at him.

Nathan looked down at her face and gently said, “I'll escort you."

Mila was worried he would be cold, so she tried to take off the coat. She said, "You should wear it. Phoebe will be here to pick me up soon." Nathan grabbed her hand and stopped her from taking it off. He said, "Text her not to come.”

"Okay," Mila replied as she tried to return the coat to him, "You should wear it because it's cold outside.”

At that moment, an angry voice came out.

"What are you two doing?" The questioning tone sounded as if it carried the authority of a queen.

Mila was shocked. She turned around to find Fenna standing in front of them with a lunchbox in her hands.

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Nathan adjusted the coat before turning to where the voice came from. He was angry, and his gaze was cold.

He was a bit confused as he questioned Fenna, "What's with your attitude?"

Fenna seemed to realize her abruptness, so she regained her composure before walking toward Nathan.

"Nate, aren't you working overtime? I brought dinner for you," Fenna said.

Her gaze then slowly shifted to Mila. She wore an insincere smile and said, "I didn't expect Ms. Hoffis to be here too. I didn't prepare an extra portion, sorry about that."

To Mila, this was a special situation. She adhered to the principle of not causing trouble, not offending anyone, and treating everyone with kindness and courtesy.

She just wanted to safely get through each day.

Mila smiled as she replied, "It's okay, Ms. Hudson. I'll eat when I get home."

She swiftly unbuttoned the coat and took it off, not waiting for Nathan. Handing it over to him, she said, "There's no need for you to escort me."

Nathan's expression turned grim as he was hurt by her.

“You two can eat and work. I won't disturb you guys,” Mila said as she forced a stiff smile. She pretended not to care, though her heart ached. She politely nodded to Fenna, then strode forward and entered the elevator.

Nathan wanted to follow, but Fenna immediately grabbed his hand. She asked, "Nate, where are you going?"

Nathan wore a cold expression on his face. He shook off her hand to catch up with Mila. However, he was one step too late. The elevator door was already closed.

He forcefully pressed the door-open button, but there was no response. He was very anxious. After pressing it several times, he rushed to the stairs. Taking three steps at once, he ran down the stairs.

Mila stood in the lobby on the first floor as she was waiting for Phoebe by the glass door. She placed her hands in her pockets and looked outside at the dark sky.

Under the warm yellow street lamp, snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, creating a lonely and beautiful atmosphere. She felt a bit cold and discomfort in her heart.

She kept reminding herself not to cry during pregnancy. She needed to maintain a happy mood to provide the best emotional environment for her baby.

Being sad, depressed, or crying in pain would be very irresponsible behavior toward the baby.

"Chubs..." Nathan's anxious voice came behind her.

Mila turned to look at him.

Nathan ran up to her, panting. There was a sense of desolation reflected in his eyes.

Mila pursed her lips and smiled. She pretended to be calm as she asked, "General Morrison, you should go back. You really don't need to escort me because Phoebe will be here soon. Besides, it's only about a ten-minute walk from here to my dorm."

Nathan tried to put the coat on her as he said, "Put this on."

She quickly took two steps back. She extended her hand to block him and replied, “No need. I'm not cold.”

Nathan slowly took back the coat.

Mila was worried that Fenna would come after them again. She urged, “You should go back. Ms. Hudson is waiting for you."

Nathan slowly clenched his fists. His gaze was intense, and his voice was sharp. He suppressed his anger and asked, "How many times do I have to say it?"

Puzzled, Mila asked, "Say what?"

“I have a woman I like. I don't like Fenna,” Nathan said, stressing each word.

Milas heart trembled. She was inexplicably nervous, letting out a shuddering breath. She murmured, "I know."

Nathan grabbed her arm and pulled her toward him. He angrily asked, “If you know, why do you treat me like this?"

Mila panicked. She lost her balance and fell toward Nathan. She instinctively placed her hand on Nathan's chest.

When she confirmed that the man didn't hurt the baby in her belly, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, all the grievances came crashing down on her.

She had endured the painful early pregnancy stage alone and faced the difficulties of returning home alone. Although without family and him by her side, she had overcome it.

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Chapter 479

Chapter 479

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.

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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Chapter 480

Chapter 480

Nathan remained still, standing there without moving. He clenched his fists tightly and suppressed the indescribable pain deep inside him. Seeing that Phoebe hadn't arrived yet, Mila didn't want to wait any longer.

"General Morrison, I'm going back first,” she politely bid farewell. She pushed open the glass door and stepped out into the cold wind.

Mila shivered as the cold wind hit her. Taking small steps as there was a thin layer of snow on the ground, she steadily moved forward.

As Nathan watched her gradually disappearing figure, he couldn't help but chase after her.

Under the dim and misty light of the street lamp, Nathan grabbed Mila's arm.

Milas heart tightened. After she stood firmly, she turned to look at him. She really wanted to shout at this man. Could he stop pulling her from behind? She and the baby couldn't stand his rough treatment. Nathan's expression turned grim. He said each word with resentment, "Why did you lie to me?"

At that moment, Mila couldn't react in time. She asked, "What lie?" Nathan smiled bitterly as his face turned gloomy. He was very sad as he said with a slightly trembling voice, "You said that if you could return to Norvania, we would continue to be husband and wife."

Mila was speechless. She fell silent.

Nathan felt that even breathing was painful. He let out a sigh as he said in a low voice, "You also said you liked my genes and wanted to have a child with me.

“You don't want to marry me or have my child, yet you come to work under me and flaunt yourself in front of me every day. You also refuse to give me any chance.

"Wanda Hoffis, if you can't do it, why would you deceive me?"

Nathan almost shouted those words. He was trembling as he clenched his fists, with tears welling up his eyes.

Mila's heart softened, seeing him in so much pain.

20 years of acquaintance, more than ten years of secret admiration. His feelings were sincere and loyal, and now he was in such pain.

Mila was unable to bear seeing him suffer, so she walked slowly to him after a moment of contemplation and gently held his tightly clenched hand.

Nathan was stunned, so he looked down at her to see what she was trying to do. He couldn't figure out what she was doing. He just felt that her hand was cold and soft.

Mila gently loosened his fists before holding his warm hand. She lowered her head and said softly, “I'm sorry, Nate. I didn't lie to you, I- I..."

Nathan was very nervous. Hearing her softly call him Nate made him fall into the abyss once again.

"Mila," Phoebe called out, interrupting Mila.

When she turned, she saw Phoebe rushing toward her.

It was then that Mila realized she had almost revealed everything because she was being soft-hearted.

She changed the subject, "Phoebe is here to pick me up, I'll go back first.”

Nathan tightly held her hand and said, “Finish what you were saying.” Mila felt a bit panicked. She said, "Let's talk later, let's w-wait... for a few months..."

Nathan frowned as he asked, "Wait for what?"

Mila became more nervous. She said, "I'm focusing on work now first. I don't want to get into any relationship. Once I'm financially stable, then I'll reconsider our relationship.”

Mila tugged at her hand, but the man held on tightly. She looked at his eyes and softly reminded him, "General Morrison, I have to go now. Can you let go of your hand?"

Nathan remained indifferent. Once he held her, he didn't want to let go. "General Morrison," Mila said as she forcefully pulled her hand a few times but still couldn't pull her hand free.

Mila started to hurt due to his firm grip.

"Mila, let's go," Phoebe said as she approached Mila. She draped the coat she brought over her.

She fixed her gaze on the intertwined hands of the two and asked, "What's going on?"

“I haven't had dinner yet, so I'm going back," Mila looked at him as she reminded him again.

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