“Nate, please say something," Fenna demanded impatiently.
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Nathan snapped back into reality. He dropped his head and took a deep breath, trying to release the
tension in his chest.
Fenna''s tone softened, and she sounded genuinely concerned when she added, "I promised to stop
interfering in your romantic affairs, but we''re not just working together.
"We''ve been friends for more than ten years. I can''t stand by while you''re in trouble without helping
you."
Confused, Cole interjected, "Ms. Hudson, what does Wanda''s pregnancy have to do with General
Morrison?"
"Given the timing of her pregnancy, the baby is not Nate''s. And yet, she''s still trying to get him involved
in this. She must have an ulterior motive," Fenna exined.
"Are you saying Ms. Hoffis ns to im General Morrison as the father?" Cole asked in a shocked
tone.
Fenna leaned closer to Nathan with her hands on the table. "Come on, Nate. Say something!"
With a stoic expression, Nathan rose from his seat and made his way to the door.
Fenna and Cole hurried to follow him. They assumed he was going to find M. To their surprise, he
returned to his office and locked the door. His actions made them wonder about his intentions and
thoughts.
The military base was like a close-knitmunity, and news of M''s pregnancy spread like wildfire.
The people in the camp were specting and gossiping about it. Opinions varied widely, and there
were multiple interpretations of the story.
Some believed the baby was Nathan''s. Others spread rumors that M had been gone for six months,
and her pregnancy didn''t seem to fit that timeline, suggesting that the baby might be someone else''s.
The story became more and more embellished as it circted. Eventually, outsiders were discussing it
as if it were an undeniable truth, even though those involved remained silent. The situation continued to
simmer for the next two weeks.
Through it all, Nathan never contacted M. He continued to work as usual, though he seemed more
preupied.
As Fenna watched Nathan''s reaction, she became more and more convinced that Wanda was
pregnant and Nathan wasn''t the baby''s father.
In time, Fenna''s worries began to subside. She even felt a twinge of excitement.
She instructed M''s superiors to take good care of her and to make sure that she didn''t put too much
strain on herself.
As dusk fell, the air turned unexpectedly chilly, but the heat inside the room kept itfortably warm.
Dressed in a thin ck short-sleeved shirt, Nathanpleted 300 push-ups. His body glistened with
sweat as he continued with the squats.
His workout was interrupted by a knock on the door. He wiped the sweat from his face with a towel
before making his way to the door. As the door swung open, a rush of cold air swept in.
Nathan froze for a moment as he stared intently at M. Whether it was from his recent workout or from
the fact that M was approaching him willingly, his heart was racing, and his breath was catching.
M was wrapped inyers of thick clothing. A scarf covered the lower part of her face, and a bulky hat
hid most of her features, leaving only herrge eyes to be seen.
They held each other''s gaze for a moment in silence.
“It''s pretty cold out here." M broke the silence. She couldn''t stand the cold any longer.
Nathan held the door open and stepped back to let her in. M immediately felt the warmth enveloping
her as the door closed behind her.
Guilt tore at M''s conscience. She had told Nathan previously that they shouldn''t meet in private or
talk about their feelings. He had respected her wishes, yet here she was, getting in touch again.
"Have a seat." Nathan''s soft voice came from behind her.
M snapped out of her thoughts and made her way to the couch. Meanwhile, Nathan went over to the
cupboard and took out a carton of milk. He cut a small opening and poured the milk into a ss, which
he then ced in a pot of hot water to warm it up.
He stood by the milk with his back to M.