The Wrong Woman

Chapter 278

Nathan remained silent for a moment before humming in response.

Mila lowered her gaze, her fingers gently stroking the teddy bear in her arms as she murmured, “I’ve transferred 600 thousand dollars to

your account.”

Nathan’s response was another quiet, noncommittal hum. His

composed and indifferent demeanor sent a wave of panic through Mila’s chest.

Despite her desire to maintain distance and avoid any contact with him, she found herself torn and overwhelmed by conflicting emotions, the turmoil almost driving her to the brink of madness.

She missed him dearly, desperately longing to see him again. Feeling at a loss for words, Mila simply said, “Never mind, goodbye.”

Before she could say anything more, Nathan abruptly ended the call.

Mila gazed at her phone screen, tears cascading down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Across from her, Phoebe sat munching on potato chips, her gaze filled with confusion as she observed Mila’s unexpected emotional outburst.

Phoebe asked helplessly, “Mila, what did he say to you? Why are you crying?”

and wiped away her tears, attempting to compose herself. “I’m not crying. It’s just my tear glands acting up

set off this sudden burst

+25 BONUS

pouted, feeling aggrieved. “He didn’t utter a single word, merely responding with a couple of hmms.”

the absurdity of the situation, sighing

to amaze me, Mila. You shed tears at the slightest provocation-be it nightmares, fatigue, unsuccessful experiments, disappointing takeout, or even a scolding from the

A few indifferent noises from Nathan have you in tears again. Do you

sofa, shutting her eyes tightly

cry even more when I was a child. I was quite

chips, replied coolly, “It’s no surprise. Coming from

real hardships, even minor grievances could bring you

but smile. “I used to a being coddled by Nate. Whenever I acted out or shed a tear, he’d ru to my side, completely flustered and unsure how to handle it. And whenever I tried to be playful or

leaned in with curiosity. “What did he do then?”

without uttering a single word. The floodgates of her emotions reopened,

once cherished memories now felt unbearably

+25 BONUS

grandparents. Her classmates adored

young age, she initially interpreted it as brotherly fondness. At the time, she couldn’t quite discern the true nature

the phone rang.

it, expecting it to be her phone,