The Wrong Woman
Chapter 541

Nathan and Mila didn't answer the question. Everyone felt the tension between them but didn't want to pry into their matters.

Nathan had been busy, and Mila was recovering from childbirth, so they hadn't been able to spend much time together or communicate. This was out of the ordinary, and everyone noticed.

As the awkwardness lingered, Fenna approached Nathan with a notebook and said, "Nate, I've got today's schedule organized."

Mila's expression immediately soured. She set down her utensils, stood up, and announced, "I've had enough. You all enjoy your meal."

The Morrison brothers watched her leave in surprise. Seeing that she had hardly eaten anything, they asked with concern, "Why aren't you eating much today?"

Mila didn't reply and walked away. Nathan usually would have assumed she was avoiding him, but now he realized her aversion was directed at Fenna.

He took a deep breath to quell his rising anger before asking in a steely tone, "Do you think my instructions are a joke?"

"Is it wrong not to take a break?" Fenna protested, looking upset.

Nathan closed his eyes, his face darkening with frustration. His hands clenched into fists on the table, his veins pulsing visibly.

He could now understand why Mila hated Fenna so much. Fenna was bold enough to ignore Nathan's authority as her superior, let alone considering Mila's feelings.

When Nathan opened his eyes, his gaze was icy and stern as he ordered the maid, "Help Fenna pack her things and arrange for the driver to send her home immediately."

The sudden turn of events left everyone present stunned. The maid hurriedly complied and went upstairs to pack. Fenna's eyes were filled with tears and she gritted her teeth in frustration. Nathan rose from his seat. Hands in his pockets, he stressed every word sternly. "Cole will take over your duties. Your position will be reassigned within a month."

"Nate, is it because of Wanda? When did you start mixing personal and professional matters?" Fenna questioned.

Nathan scoffed, "Have you ever respected my personal affairs? Have you ever drawn a clear line between personal and professional?"

"That's because-" Fenna tried to explain but realized everyone was giving her odd looks. Her behavior wasn't that of a subordinate. It was more like a mistress who was unwilling to be abandoned. "Because of what?" Taylor asked.

In frustration, Fenna blurted out, "Because Wanda isn't up to Nate's standards. She can't support him in his personal or professional life. That's why I look after him and try to do more for him." "Fenna's got a point," Layla chimed in.

Nathan's expression darkened even more, and he locked his intense gaze on Fenna. He had never been this angry before. "Do you even understand her? Why are you so certain?"

"-"

Nathan cut her off. "You don't understand her at all. She married beneath herself to be with me. I'm the one who's not up to her standards. Besides, our marriage is none of your business as an outsider."

Fenna lowered her head and clenched her fists. Her pained and crestfallen demeanor made everyone feel Nathan's treatment of her was somewhat callous. Yet, that was because they weren't privy to the whole story.

Nathan walked away from the table but stopped just after a few steps. "Stop thinking of yourself as my friend from now on. All I want to do is keep my distance from you."

Those present exchanged glances while Fenna quietly shed tears.

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