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Chapter 491

Mila was startled, and the memories came flooding back to her. She realized that Nathan had gotten it all wrong from the very beginning. “You're fine with a loveless marriage, but have you considered my feelings?" Nathan asked. He tried to control his emotions even though he felt hurt.

Mila stomped her foot in anger. "Nate, I didn't marry you just because Grandma wanted me to."

"Why, then?"

“I've been secretly crushing on you for three years!" Mila blurted out. Nathan froze and stared at her incredulously.

Mila's cheeks grew warm. She shyly lowered her eyes and whispered, “I've had a crush on you for a long time."

Nathan grabbed her shoulders in excitement and looked her in the eyes. Tears welled in his eyes, and his hands trembled as he asked, "Did you just say you had a crush on me?

Mila blushed and nodded, unable to look him in the eyes.

"For three years?" Nathan asked again. He was still in disbelief. "From the time you knew me when you were still Suzanne?"

Mila nodded once again. She could feel her heart beating faster. It was only now that she realized how embarrassing it was to confess.

She couldn't shake off the feeling of awkwardness that was overwhelming her.

Nathan smiled warmly, though tears threatened to spill from his eyes. "But you also told me that you weren't in love with me. How am I supposed to know what to believe?"

Mila raised her head defiantly and gazed into his teary eyes. "Why would I carry your child if I weren't in love with you? And wouldn't a sperm bank give me more options if all I wanted was good genes?" "You're such a bad girl," Nathan whispered. He pulled her into a tight embrace as if he never wanted to let her go.

Mila was overwhelmed by his hug. She held onto his waist, feeling the thud of his heartbeat and the warmth of his breath.

"Nate, I'm sorry," she whispered back. It pained her to see Nathan suffer so much in the past six months.

She felt guilty as she continued, "I didn't mean to treat you badly, but I couldn't bring myself to admit my feelings. I was scared that if I did and I couldn't get back to you, it would hurt you even more."

Nathan's voice was full of emotion as he whispered in her ear, "And what about after you got back? Why do you still treat me that way?" Mila sniffed, feeling a pang of jealousy in her heart as she replied, "Why did you have to get so close to Fenna? I would have kept it from you until the baby was born if my pregnancy hadn't been discovered.” Nathan took a deep breath and buried his face in her shoulder. He murmured, "How could you have been so bad?"

Mila couldn't help but find his accusation somewhat amusing. Her sadness was slowly fading away. She gently caressed his waist to comfort him. "Nate, are you trying to be adorable with me?"

"No way," Nathan responded. His tone was firm at first but then softened as he added, "But I'm willing to give it a shot if it makes you happy.”

"Great, now say “darling’ for me in a cute voice," Mila teased.

Nathan released her and stood straight. With a blank expression, he took her hand and led her forward. "Let's go home."

As they walked, Mila glanced up at him with a playful grin. "Oh, come on. Give it a try. Say “darling’ to me in a cute voice."

Nathan's face became serious. With a furrowed brow, he reminded her, "Keep your eyes on the road.”

"Nate," Mila called out. She drew out her words in a soft, loving tone of voice.

Nathan's serious facade vanished instantly. He pressed his lips together to hold back a laugh, but the warmth and affection in his eyes were impossible to hide.

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"Don't you love me?" Mila pouted and pretended to be angry with him. “I love you," Nathan replied.

“Then, why can't you call me “darling’ in a cute voice?" Mila sounded somewhat displeased.

“I'd rather say 'l love you’ a thousand times."

Mila’s smile grew wider. Looking him in the eye, she said, "Fine, then say 'l love you' a thousand times."

Nathan stopped in his tracks and lifted her.

"Why did you lift me again?" Mila asked nervously as she clung to his neck.

“You're not watching where you're going. You'll break my heart if you fall," Nathan said solemnly.

Mila snuggled against his chest and beamed. A feeling of warmth went through her, making her feel as if she were floating on air. Everything seemed surreal yet incredibly wonderful and joyous.

Back at Sudvilla, Mila had just gotten comfortable on the couch when Sienna called.

"Sienna, what's up?" Mila asked gently.

"Wanda, why did you leave? We haven't had a chance to catch up." "Did Daniel catch you?" Mila asked with a smile.

"No, he didn't catch me. He's in the shower right now," Sienna replied quietly.

"Sienna, what will happen if Daniel catches you? What will you do?" Sienna paused for a moment and said dispiritedly, "He's actually close to recovering. He's been putting in a lot of effort for the past six months to beat me.

"He's been training hard, consulting doctors, and going through treatments. I might quit my job if he fully recovers. The money I earn each month isn't insignificant.”

"Don't worry about the money. It's nothing to the Morrisons," Mila reassured her. "Daniel is improving because of you."

“I'm just doing my job. It's what I'm supposed to do.”

"Sienna, wait until Daniel's eyes have recovered before you leave.” "He doesn't really need me to take care of him anymore. Even though he can't see, he's capable of doing everything, sometimes even better than those who can see. He can chop and cook by touch,” Sienna sighed.

Her tone was filled with admiration and respect as she added, "He's determined and he'll succeed in everything he does. He'll be an amazing person when he regains his sight."

"Indeed, Daniel has always been my inspiration,” Mila said proudly. Nathan happened to emerge from the kitchen with a plate of chopped fruit. His brow furrowed upon hearing Mila's words. After setting down the fruit platter, he sat beside her and playfully grabbed her hand. Mila looked at him as he gently touched her fingers. She found it ticklish.

“I'm sorry for what happened earlier,” Sienna said.

"Sienna, do you think Daniel is teasing you on purpose?" Mila asked implicitly.

Sienna laughed heartily and replied, “The more he pushes himself in his recovery, the more he probably dislikes me."

Mila sighed in response.

“It's alright as long as he gets better. That's what I really want. I haven't disappointed his parents, and I can justify the high salary I receive,” Sienna said and let out a sigh.

"You deserve it, Sienna.”

"So, Wanda, are you happy being married to General Morrison?" Sienna asked with a smile.

Mila's eyes were on Nathan. A smile spread across her face as she answered with a contented hum.

“I wish you all the happiness,” Sienna said sweetly. "I won't keep you any longer. Congratulations on your second marriage!"

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Chapter 493

Chapter 493

Mila chuckled at the mention of "second marriage”. After a bit of conversation, Sienna and Mila ended their call.

Leaning in close to Nathan's ear, Mila asked, "Do you enjoy holding my hands?"

Nathan glanced at her and whispered, “I enjoy it very much.”

Mila withdrew her hand and muttered, "They're just hands, you know. You have them, too."

“It's different," Nathan replied softly.

He cradled her head and kissed her. As panic rose, she pushed his chest to create some space between their lips.

"You—"

Nathan interrupted Mila by commanding, "Don't move."

She immediately froze. He lifted her onto his lap and wrapped his arm around her waist. He cradled her head as he passionately sought out her kiss.

It felt like he was trying to compensate for not kissing her enough by kissing her twice as much.

His kisses were intense and passionate, while his hands were restrained and respectful of boundaries. Mila sensed him holding back as they kissed.

She had noticed before that Nathan was skilled at controlling himself. She had even started to wonder if he might be impotent. Her pregnancy had proven otherwise. He was capable and determined.

During her pregnancy, Nathan refrained from touching her. At night, they slept in the same room but in separate beds. Nathan's idea of a honeymoon was simply being together, doing nothing but cuddling

silently.

As long as she stayed by his side, Mila was free to do whatever she wanted. She could read, use her phone, enjoy the view, or even daydream. Instead of traveling far distances, they preferred to go on relaxed walks, holding hands.

Nathan enjoyed cooking for Mila and always made sure she avoided unhealthy food. He even delegated all of his work to his assistant, put his phone on silent mode, and ignored the trivial things.

To him, the most important thing in the world was Mila, his pregnant wife.

It was a chilly winter morning. The sunlight filtered through the branches and danced through the window into the living room. It cast a speckled pattern of light that softly illuminated Mila's face.

She leaned back in the recliner by the window, basking in the tranquility of the morning.

Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the sound of swift footsteps. The locked front door swung open. Mila turned in surprise to see Fenna standing there, looking disheveled and angry.

Fenna panted and glared at Mila. "Wanda? What are you doing here? Where's Nate?"

Mila slowly sat up from the recliner, uncertain what to do as she glanced at Fenna. Even though she legally wed to Nathan, she couldn't shake the feeling of being in a compromising situation.

Worried about her baby's safety due to Fenna's aggressive demeanor, Mila instinctively placed a hand on her stomach and stood up slowly. She moved closer to the window and gestured toward the kitchen. "He's making breakfast."

Fenna snorted and spoke through gritted teeth, "You're letting the Norvanian military general make your breakfast? Wanda, are you crazy? Don't you realize how busy he is and how valuable his time is?

You—"

Mila swallowed nervously, worried that Fenna might turn physically aggressive. Just as Mila was about to explain, Nathan showed up with food in hand.

His voice was firm and resolute as he stressed each word. "I'm making breakfast for my wife and it's a perfectly ordinary thing to do. Why does it have to be linked to my role as a national leader?"

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"Wife?" Fenna burst into the living room, clenching her fists as she struggled to contain her anger. She demanded, "Nate, are you two married?"

"Yes, we are," Nathan responded calmly.

Fenna's expression turned dark with rage. She pointed at Mila's stomach and asked through gritted teeth, "Do you acknowledge the baby she's carrying?"

"Of course, it's mine. Why wouldn't I?" Nathan approached her.

Fenna huffed in frustration and ground her teeth in disdain.

"How about some breakfast?" Nathan suggested.

“You know I didn't come here for breakfast,” Fenna replied.

"And I didn't make you any breakfast, either. I did make some extra, so if you're hungry, feel free to stay and eat. If not, then please leave us alone," Nathan said indifferently.

“Nate, don't you think you're moving too quickly with this marriage?"

"l don't think so."

Mila stood nearby and watched them talk. Her heart sank, feeling like it was crushed under a heavy weight that made her uncomfortable and suffocating.

She didn't mind if Nathan couldn't keep their marriage a secret, but seeing how close he was getting to Fenna made her uneasy. It seemed like they were inseparable confidants.

Regardless of whether it was an overreaction or not, the jealousy in her heart was overwhelming.

Mila held onto her stomach as she walked past them toward the door. Nathan hurried to catch up. “Where are you going, Wanda?"

Wearing a steely expression, Mila shoved his hand away. She changed the fingerprint lock on the front door while everyone watched. She entered the new password and fingerprint.

"Why are you changing the password?" Fenna frowned in discontent. After setting the new password, Mila returned to the living room and stated indifferently, "Ms. Hudson, please knock before entering my house from now on."

"And me? I haven't even registered my fingerprint yet." Nathan was confused.

Mila gave him a frustrated look. "The same goes for you. Knock before entering the house. Don't bother coming back if no one answers." Nathan couldn't help but burst out laughing. His face was beaming with affection.

“I'm skipping breakfast since I'm already full,” Mila grumbled. Then, she stomped upstairs with heavy steps—each step she took felt like an accusation aimed at Nathan.

Fenna's eyes widened in disbelief, and she walked over to Nathan. Pointing at Mila, she asked, "Do you really have to marry someone like her?"

"She's adorable!" Nathan replied with a loving gaze.

Fenna snorted in response. "Adorable? She just changed the password right in front of us. She can limit my access, but yours, too? How dare she? How can you call her adorable when she's being so petty?"

A shadow crossed Nathan's face as he responded casually, "Fenna, you and I have never been “us.’ Wanda's upset because she's jealous of you."

Fenna looked at Nathan with disbelief.

Nathan lowered his gaze and smiled. "I think everything she does out of jealousy is adorable.”

Fenna stood with her hands on her hips. Breathing heavily, she spoke through gritted teeth, "You must be crazy. You claim the baby is yours when she barely shows a baby bump. She's jealous for no reason, and you think it's adorable. Are you blinded by love?"

Nathan carried the breakfast from the dining table and headed upstairs. “You'll get it when you're married.”

Fenna's face grew sour. Her resentment seethed inside her. With her hands still on her hips, she paced up and down the living room, desperately trying to find an outlet for her frustration.

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Chapter 495

Although Fenna was enraged, she had to admit that Nathan had remarried Mila.

After locking herself in the room, Mila grabbed her phone and called Phoebe. On her wedding day, she had already informed Phoebe about her marriage to Nathan.

Phoebe was excited and wished her all the best. She told her to enjoy her honeymoon with Nathan. But Mila was upset by Fenna's unexpected appearance less than a week later.

When Phoebe picked up the phone, Mila sadly said, "Phoebe, can you help me book a flight? I want to get back to work."

"What's wrong? Did General Morrison give you a hard time?" Phoebe was surprised.

"Yes, not only did he give me a hard time, but he also upset me along with Fenna."

“It's Fenna again. Why can't General Morrison stay away from her?" Phoebe's voice sounded annoyed.

"He's always been like that. I regret marrying him," Mila said. Her voice choked with emotion.

"Don't be so down, Mila. General Morrison loves you a lot,” Phoebe reassured her.

Mila couldn't shake off her growing anger the more she dwelled on it. Tears of frustration welled up in her eyes. "I don't even trust him anymore. Fenna has free access to our home. She comes and goes as she pleases.

"She even openly questioned whether Nathan was really the baby's father and if we were rushing into marriage. I'm furious, but he hasn't even tried to defend us."

Phoebe was shocked to hear that, and anger boiled up inside her. "What? General Morrison is such a jerk? Mila, even if your family isn't there for you, remember that I am. Hang in there. I'm coming to you."

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Nathan's gentle voice came through. "Wanda, open up."

Mila covered the phone and yelled at the door, "I don't want breakfast. Leave me alone and go have breakfast with your friend."

There was silence at the door.

Mila lay down on the bed, pulled the covers over herself, and resumed her conversation with Phoebe. Ever since Mila got pregnant, she had been feeling low and struggling to keep her emotions in check.

She knew that Nathan might not have any other intentions. She wouldn't have minded as much if Cole had come instead of Fenna. She was just frustrated that Nathan was always involved with Fenna.

After reading in her room for a while, Mila took a nap. Her phone rang just as she was fast asleep. She glanced at it and saw that it was Phoebe calling. It was already noon, and her stomach was growling. "Hey, Phoebe,” Mila answered the call.

"Mila, I flew in. I'm outside your place now but General Morrison ordered me to leave. He wouldn't let me come get you," Phoebe said. Mila quickly got out of bed, put on her coat, and left the room. "This is outrageous! I'm coming down."

Nathan was in the living room when Mila went downstairs. He closed his laptop when he heard her footsteps. He got up from the couch and walked over to her.

“You must be hungry, right? I'm warming up some food." Nathan reached for her hand.

Mila gently pulled her hand away and casually stated, “I'm not hungry. I'm heading back to the military base with Phoebe."

She walked past Nathan, who caught her arm from behind and held her firmly. He rested his head on her shoulder and asked softly, "Why are you so angry?"

Feeling drained emotionally, Mila responded weakly, "Nathan, it's okay if you don't want a secret marriage, but can you at least not make me worry?"

“I'm with you every day, isn't that enough to ease your worries?" Nathan closed his eyes and spoke softly while taking in her faint scent. His heart raced, and he clung to her tightly, not wanting to let her go.

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Mila sneered. "Are you truly clueless or are you just pretending?"

“I'm completely clueless,” Nathan replied.

"I excel in professional knowledge and skills, but I lack experience in schemes, tricks, and tactics. I'm no match for anyone in that regard,” Mila explained.

Nathan was lost. He gently turned her toward him, held her face in his hands, and looked into her eyes. "No one can defeat you when I'm by your side."

Mila pushed Nathan's hand away, stepped back, and said angrily, “I'm sorry, you're the reason Fenna just defeated me."

Confusion and helplessness clouded Nathan's face.

Mila grew even more irritated when she realized he didn't understand her frustration. She pounded Nathan's chest and warned, “I won't forgive you if anything happens to our baby because of you. Prepare yourself for a divorce."

With that, Mila turned away and walked off.

The mention of divorce hit Nathan hard, and his heart sank. He quickly grabbed his coat and hurried after her. When Nathan caught up, Mila was already getting into the car driven by Phoebe. Phoebe closed the door and assured, "General Morrison, don't worry, I'll safely take Mila back to the base."

“I'm coming, too," Nathan said, opening the car door and getting in.

Phoebe smiled helplessly and got in as well. Mila turned away from Nathan and gazed silently out the window. The car continued down the street, with Mila remaining silent for the entire journey. Nathan

didn't know how to cheer Mila up. He tried to hold her hand, but she pulled away and put it in her pocket. He felt dejected.

During the plane ride and after they got back to the military base, Mila didn't speak a word to Nathan.

When they arrived, they went their separate ways to their dorms. That night, Mila's phone kept buzzing with messages and calls, but she ignored them and turned her phone off.

The next morning, Mila woke up early to get ready. She was determined to push aside her emotions and focus on her work.

When she got to the research department office, her colleagues bombarded her with questions.

"Hey, Wanda, did you tie the knot?" one professor asked excitedly.

Mila looked at everyone in astonishment. "How did you all find out?"

"The news spread like wildfire in the research department,” Joe said with a grin.

“Yeah, where's your mystery spouse from?"

"Are you getting hitched because there's a bun in the oven?"

"What does your husband do for a living?"

Mila put on an awkward smile, unsure how to deal with the eager questions from her colleagues.

Suddenly, a heavy file crashed onto her desk, making everyone recoil in surprise. Mila was startled, her stomach knotting with anxiety as she glanced nervously at Jacob, who had appeared out of nowhere. The professors glared disapprovingly at him.

"Mr. Lyons, that was rather thoughtless. Wanda's pregnant and you might startle the baby. You should be more careful,” Joe grumbled.

Jacob smirked and turned to Mila, “If you're pregnant, take your maternity leave early and stay home. Do you think the research department is your personal space? You can't just come and go as you please. And where have you been all week?"

Struggling to contain her anger, Mila took a deep breath before she answered, “I went home and got married."

"Did you even request marriage leave?" Jacob demanded angrily.

Mila looked around at her colleagues, who offered sympathetic looks but couldn't offer much help.

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“I didn't have time to request leave," Mila explained.

Jacob scoffed. "You're saying you didn't even have time to ask for leave? That's a lame excuse.”

Mila took a breath and clarified calmly, “I was in a rush. The marriage proposal happened late at night, and I flew back for the wedding the next morning.”

Jacob showed no sympathy. He stated angrily, “I don't care about your wedding arrangements. You'll be marked absent for a week due to unauthorized leave. Your salary for the month will be cut in half. And don't even think about receiving any bonuses this year."

Mila was really mad—her cheeks were puffing out in anger. It wasn't about the money. She just felt like she was being treated unfairly.

It was Nathan who hurried her home to get married. But, as the boss, he hadn't approved her leave in advance, so she ended up being marked absent.

The more Mila thought about it, the madder she got. She turned on her phone, and messages started pouring in.

"Wait, let me ask my husband about this,” Mila said casually.

"Why do you need to ask him?" Jacob was confused.

“I want to see if he had approved my leave.”

"Do you have to ask your husband for leave approval? Is he the HR manager?" Jacob smirked.

Mila held her breath as she dialed Nathan's number.

Nathan's voice came over the line. He sounded a bit excited. “Wanda, you—"

Mila interrupted him sharply, "Did you approve my leave when I returned to Phoenicia to get married?"

“I left it to Fenna. I granted you a month off," Nathan replied seriously. He hadn't expected Mila to return to work after only a week.

Mila shut her eyes and inhaled deeply. Nathan had brought up Fenna once more. Just Nathan mentioning Fenna's name sparked a rush of anger inside her.

She came to the realization that Fenna had once again made her look foolish. Money wasn't a problem for her, but she was pissed off.

Mila abruptly ended the call, powered off her phone, and tossed it onto the desk.

She glanced at Jacob with a wry smile and remarked disinterestedly, “Go ahead, deduct whatever you want from my salary, my bonuses, anything. Save yourself the trouble of informing me."

Jacob prodded at the files scattered across the desk and demanded angrily, “Is this what you've been occupied with recently? What's all this?"

Mila opened the file and found all her research data printed out. Her face flushed red with fury. She slammed the file shut and rose from her seat, cradling her stomach. "Why did you touch my computer?” Jacob snorted. "You still haven't told me exactly what you're researching. Yet, you have the nerve to question me about touching your computer when you're living off taxpayer money and goofing around here?" Mila took a moment to compose herself. She recalled that her computer didn't retain any data.

It was always transferred to her USB drive when she conducted research, and the computer was routinely wiped clean. She was puzzled over how the hydronium research data had leaked from her computer. Her anger reached a boiling point, and her fists clenched so tightly they trembled.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she muttered a curse at Jacob under her breath and questioned sharply, "Who handed you this file? Is she trying to get you to snoop on me?"

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Jacob's face contorted with anger. He clenched his teeth and glared fiercely at Mila as if he wanted to devour her. However, he held back from provoking her too much because she was pregnant. "How dare you call me a waste of space?" Jacob seethed with rage.

He pointed at Mila and continued, “Listen, Wanda Hoffis, by disrespecting your superior like this, you are not fit to work on the military base, let alone in Team B."

Mila remained composed as she sat watching Jacob's outburst.

Jacob grabbed the files and passed them to the other professors, saying, "Take a look at these. Can anyone understand what she's doing? They're just a jumble of random data.”

Watching Jacob pass around the confidential documents, Mila warned, "Don't meddle where you're not supposed to."

Jacob smirked in response. "Why are you so defensive now? Are you afraid that if people see this messy data, they'll realize you're slacking off?"

Mila placed her hands on her stomach and took a deep breath. Her documents were circulating within the department, but many were puzzled and couldn't make sense of them at all.

When Joe and Alan, two senior professors, looked at the documents, they exchanged surprised glances and then stared at Mila in disbelief.

They promptly handed the papers back to Jacob and urgently advised him, "Mr. Lyons, take this data back to Wanda quickly."

"Does anyone know what kind of research she's conducting?" Jacob asked.

Joe and Alan, the only ones familiar with hydronium research, remained silent. However, other voices rang out.

"l couldn't make heads or tails of it."

“It seems to be some sort of substance, but I'm clueless about it."

“It's intriguing but way over my head."

Jacob smirked as he tapped the files against his palm. With a sense of victory, he announced, "Wanda, with this useless research data, your disrespectful conduct toward your superior, and a week's absence, I have enough reasons to let you go."

“Let who go?" A deep, authoritative voice echoed from the doorway.

All eyes turned toward the entrance upon hearing it. It was Nathan who spoke. With a commanding presence, he entered the room, followed by Fenna and Cole.

Nathan's arrival brought tension to the room, and everyone greeted him with respect, "General Morrison, good morning.”

Nathan nodded in acknowledgment.

Jacob nervously approached Nathan with a warm smile and respectfully greeted him, "Good morning, General Morrison. What brings you here?"

Nathan's attention had been on Mila since he entered the room. He felt heartbroken seeing how upset she looked.

Meanwhile, Mila's head sank in frustration and discomfort as she saw Nathan entering the room with Fenna. Only Mila and Nathan had access to the hydronium research report.

It was clear she hadn't leaked it, so she couldn't help but suspect Nathan of being the source of the leak. However, she refrained from jumping to conclusions about why or how it happened.

"Mr. Lyons, who are you thinking of letting go?" Nathan asked casually.

Jacob quickly handed over the report he was holding. "General Morrison, take a look at these. These are Wanda's latest research directions. They're full of falsified data.

"She hasn't contributed to any project research. That's why I believe she's just idling around the military base while being paid by the government.”

Nathan quickly scanned the document before handing it back to Jacob. "Keep the report and handle it according to regulations.”

With General Morrison backing him up, Jacob felt even more confident than before.

Mila stared at Nathan in disbelief. She couldn't understand his intentions.

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Mila was startled by how fast Jacob told Nathan everything. She gripped her hands tightly without saying a word.

Nathan held back a laugh and tried to look calm as he cleared his throat. He glanced affectionately at Mila while asking Jacob, "Did she insult you by saying you're useless?" “Yeah, everyone on Team B heard it,” Jacob answered angrily.

Nathan simply hummed in response.

“Not only did she slack off and insult her superior, but she also didn't show up for work for a week. Considering her irresponsible behavior, I suggest you dismiss her," Jacob added. Nathan turned to Fenna and asked, "I told you to arrange a month's leave for her. Why haven't you done it?"

Everyone was surprised by Nathan's question while Fenna nervously responded, "I've been too busy, and I forgot about it."

Mila frowned. Fenna's excuse didn't sit well with her and left her irritated.

Nathan then turned to Jacob. "Did you hear that? It's Ms. Hudson's fault. She forgot about it."

"Why would Ms. Hudson handle Wanda's leave?" Jacob felt confused.

“Isn't Ms. Hudson supposed to handle my tasks?" Nathan questioned.

"Yes, as your assistant.”

"Does my wife's tasks count as mine?"

"Absolutely."

Everyone in the room quickly grasped Nathan's message and turned to look at Mila in astonishment. However, Jacob was slower to catch on.

Mila shot Nathan a glare. They had agreed to keep their marriage a secret, but Nathan seemed determined to let everyone at the base know.

Eventually realizing the situation, Jacob grew nervous. "General Morrison, you're married?"

Nathan calmly responded with a simple acknowledgment. Warm congratulations followed from everyone in the room. Mila was shocked.

Jacob congratulated Nathan with a friendly smile, but his expression soon turned nervous again. He couldn't resist asking, "Y-Your wife is..."

Nathan's eyes crinkled into a smile as he confirmed, "Yes, the one who called you a waste of space is indeed my wife."

Mila felt her heart flutter unexpectedly when Nathan proudly announced their marriage to everyone. Although she had hoped he would keep it a secret, she couldn't help but be touched by how openly and proudly he acknowledged her in front of everyone.

Every staff member offered their congratulations.

Jacob's face went pale. He seemed flustered, unsure whether to offer congratulations or apologies first. He stammered, "I'm sorry, General Morrison, I-I had no idea she was your wife, I-..." Nathan patted Jacob's shoulder and said, “It's okay, Jacob. It isn't your fault. You can blame it on my wife for slacking off at work and confusing you with a bunch of messy data.” Mila looked at him in complete bewilderment. She couldn't fathom why Nathan would support Jacob's claim that she had been slacking off at work.

Fenna smirked quietly, seemingly pleased.

Mila couldn't figure out where Nathan stood on the matter. She pondered whether men were deeply in love before marriage but became complacent afterward. However, she didn't believe Nathan was like that. When Jacob saw Nathan wasn't holding a grudge, he felt relieved. With a smile, he remarked, "It's good to have Mrs. Morrison on Team B. Even if she does slack off, it's fine."

"So, does that mean she's exempt from Team B's rules?" Nathan asked calmly.

"Certainly, Mrs. Morrison is free to come and go as she pleases. I won't interfere with her research anymore," Jacob replied, trying to please Nathan.

Nathan nodded approvingly. He approached Mila, took her hand, and gazed at her tenderly. “Wanda, let's go."

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Nathan suddenly started acting differently. He wasn't the same as he usually was.

Mila was taken away, but then she returned to her senses and reached for Jacob. "My files—"

Nathan redirected her hand down and said, "You don't need all that random stuff."

"Random stuff?" Mila looked at Nathan in surprise as she felt a mix of emotions wash over her. Then, she was forcibly taken out of the research building by him. Fenna walked beside Cole as they followed Nathan and Mila. She whispered in Cole's ear, "Turns out Wanda has been getting her degrees from diploma mills. Nate knows, but he's mixing his personal and professional affairs. "He insisted on putting Wanda in the research department to work with a bunch of researchers just so he could give her a fancy title to wear."

Cole looked confused as he remarked casually, "Considering Mrs. Morrison's talent, I doubt she'll slack off in the research department.”

Fenna smirked. "Did you miss what just happened? And yet you still want to defend her?"

Cole shook his head. "I just have a feeling something's off."

"What do you mean?" Fenna asked.

"Nate's acting weird."

"What's wrong with Nate?" Fenna grew nervous.

"He never allowed anyone to mistreat Mrs. Morrison before. He wouldn't even side with an outsider who accused her of slacking off like he just did."

Fenna smiled triumphantly as he glanced at Nathan and Mila. "Jacob is an old schoolmate of mine. The courtesy Nate is showing him is definitely for my sake." Cole stayed quiet. He let out an annoyed puff of air before turning his head away. Suddenly, he spotted Phoebe approaching with a stack of donut boxes.

"Hey, Cole!" Phoebe greeted him with a cheerful wave.

Cole halted in his steps and flashed a smile at Phoebe. His eyes were fixed on her.

Meanwhile, Fenna rested her hand on Cole's shoulder and picked up their earlier conversation. "Do you think Nate is being nice to Jacob because of me?" Cole wasn't interested in discussing the matter with her. He brushed her hand away in displeasure.

Fenna's expression soured. She followed Cole's gaze and saw Phoebe.

She scoffed, then rested her hand back on Cole's shoulder, purposefully moving closer to him as she asked, "Are you crushing on Wanda's assistant?"

Phoebe halted abruptly. Her expression was suddenly gloomy.

Cole impatiently pushed Fenna's hand away. "Quit touching me when you talk.”

Fenna chuckled and elbowed Cole's chest. "You really fancy that girl, huh?"

Cole took a deep breath and chose to ignore her. When he glanced back up, Phoebe was already walking away. He called out, "Phoe—"

He was about to go after her, but Fenna grabbed his hand. "It's time for work. Where do you think you're going?"

Cole angrily shook off her hand. "Don't you have anything else to do? You're so nosy."

He hurried off in Phoebe's direction while Fenna sneered and followed Nathan and Mila.

Phoebe had only taken a few steps when Cole rushed up to her. He was panting heavily as he blocked her path. Despite his big grin, Phoebe didn't seem pleased. "Did you bring the donuts for me?" Cole gestured toward the several large boxes of donuts she was holding. He had mentioned a stand at the market that sold delicious donuts that reminded him of home to her. Phoebe took a bite of a donut and then glanced at the other five boxes of donuts in her other hand before mumbling, “In your dreams."

"How are you going to eat all of those?" Cole asked, sounding a bit disappointed.

“I'm sharing them with Mila."

"But two people can't finish them all, right? Can I have one?" Cole suggested boldly.

"You want one? Get Fenna to buy them for you. If we can't finish them, I'll give them to Joshua from the armaments department,” Phoebe said annoyedly.