The Wrong Woman



Josie was taken aback witnessing Fenna being slapped twice. She couldn't stay seated any longer and swiftly exited the car. She approached with a frown, questioning, "Why did you hit her?

Mile exchanged a meaningful glance with Jasper, who understood her intention and moved to open the car door.

Josie was flustered. She hurried back to the car to intervene, but it was too late. Jasper had already noticed Elio lying in the back seat.

"You..." Josie began, guilt overwhelming her as she watched Jasper help Elio out of the car.

Keeping her anger in check, Fenna emphasized each word through clenched teeth. "Wanda, do you even realize who you just hit?"

"Of course, a criminal," Mila responded icily.

Frustrated, Fenna raised her voice. "Elio was drunk. I was just trying to get him home safely!" Mila gestured toward the hotel behind her, questioning, "Is this where he belongs?"

Fenna was left speechless, her anger simmering in silence.

When Josie saw Jasper carrying Elio into their car, she understood they couldn't retreat now. Rushing over, she attempted to clarify, "Mrs. Morrison, Aunt Fenna was simply bringing Leo back home. We happened to be passing by this hotel where she needed to handle something."

Mila sneered and sized Josie up with disdain, "Your father and my husband are best friends. Your father's a man of integrity and kindness. Why don't you follow his example? Instead, you are picking up on your aunt's underhanded tactics. Josie, you're a letdown."

Josie's face fell, utterly embarrassed, and she wished she could vanish then and there.

Mila then turned to Fenna with a stern warning. "If this happens again, there won't just be two slaps."

With that, she got into the car.

Jasper started the engine and drove off, leaving Fenna and Josie motionless. Their faces contorted with frustration, and they seethed with no outlet for their boiling emotions.

Still, Mila's words stirred something deep inside Josie. She felt a profound sense of shame, realizing how much she had veered off course and how distasteful she had become to herself.

On their way back, Jasper was driving when he asked, "Mom, how did you figure out what they were up to and locate them so fast?"

"I just called your dad and used a satellite to trace their path," Mila replied nonchalantly.

"But how did you know they'd pull that trick?"Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

*Fenna tried the same thing on your dad once.

Jasper was astonished. "Seriously? She pulled a fast one on Dad?"

Mila hummed in acknowledgment.

'Did it work?"

"No, it didn't."

"Who saved Dad? Was it you, too?"

Mila smiled faintly and shook her head. 'No, your dad managed to save himself. He was in far better condition than Elio and had a strong determination.

When he started feeling the drug's effects, he somehow subdued Fenna and locked her in the bathroom, then called the police. By the time I got there, the police had already arrived."

Jasper marveled, "Wow, Dad's really something."

*Fenna's methods are too deceitful," Mila commented, her hand pressed against her forehead in deep thought. "If we don't intervene soon, she'll continue sowing discard until she drives Elio and Candice apart."

'She's unhinged. I don't think she's doing this for Josie's sake anymore. It's purely about payback."

"Yeah, payback against me," Mila agreed.

Jasper tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his voice rising. "It all stems from Grandma's obsessive control over Uncle Elio."

Milla glanced at Jasper's profile and whispered, "Son, it's time we take a bold step to address your grandma's troubling actions and help Elio and Candice, too."