The Wrong Woman
Chapter 517

Nathan couldn't fathom the consequences of the adhesion between the placenta and the uterine wall. With haste, he reached for his phone, eager to search online for answers. Mila promptly stopped him, her tone reassuring. "Don't look it up. The internet is full of scaremongering. There's nothing to worry about."

Nathan's heart weighed heavy, his arm instinctively pulling her closer and planting a tender kiss on her forehead. "I've missed another check-up. I'm failing as a husband and father."

Mila's voice softened. "It's okay. I don't blame you. But when I'm giving birth, I need you by my side."

Nathan clasped her hand, bringing it tenderly to his lips. "I'll be there for you and our child, I promise."

"No matter how busy you are, I want you to witness our baby's first moments. And I hope the first person I see after leaving the delivery room is you."

"I promise you, I'll never leave your side on the delivery day."

With a contented smile, Mila closed her eyes and leaned into his warm embrace. Nathan held her closer, enveloping her in his arms.

Suddenly, the phone rang. Mila picked it up and saw Fenna's name flashing on the screen. In that instant, all happiness seemed diluted as she handed Nathan the phone with a hint of displeasure.

Taking the phone, Nathan tried to pull away from Mila gently, whispering, "I need to answer the call."

Mila remained unmoved, her expression sour. "Is there something I shouldn't hear? Take it here, on speaker."

With a sigh, Nathan caressed her head gently and put the call on speaker.

Before he could utter a word, Fenna's panicked cries filled the air. "Nate, help me. Save me..."

Nathan's face darkened, tension coursing through him.

Hearing the plea for help, Mila promptly stood up, making way for Nathan.

As Nathan stood, urgency tinged his voice. "What's going on? Where are you?"

At that moment, Cole emerged, his eyes fixed on Nathan, ready for action.

Fenna's cries ceased, replaced by a stranger's voice. "Nebula Plaza, top floor. General Morrison, if you don't arrive within half an hour, be prepared to collect her body." "You" Nathan's words were cut short as the call abruptly ended. His expression turned grave as he instructed Mila, "Stay home. Don't go anywhere."

With that, he walked past Mila, heading out with determined strides. Mila quickly turned and called after him, "Nate!"

Nathan halted, turning to face her, urgency evident in his burning gaze. "What's wrong?"

Mila seized his hand, her tone cautious. "Send Cole and a team to rescue Fenna. They specifically asked for you. It feels like a trap. Something's off."

With time pressing, Nathan couldn't afford to linger. He gently freed himself from Mila's grip and reassured her, "I'll take care of myself. Trust me, I'll be back soon."

An unsettling feeling gnawed at Mila's heart. She understood the urgency of Fenna's situation but couldn't shake the sense of impending danger.

Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Nathan, her voice tinged with desperation. "Nate, please let Cole handle this. Stay here with me." Cole dashed out, then reappeared. "General Morrison, the vehicles are ready."

Nathan tenderly brushed away Mila's tears, his touch comforting. "Be good. Wait for me at home. I'll be back to be with you soon."

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