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 again. They seem to have a mind

what exactly set off this sudden burst of tear

+25 BONUS

a single

at the absurdity of the situation, sighing in

to amaze me, Mila. You shed tears at the slightest provocation-be it nightmares,

you in tears again. Do you need

shutting

lips. “You know, I used to cry even more when I was a child. I was quite the little drama queen, always

still engrossed in her potato chips, replied coolly, “It’s no surprise. Coming from a

hardships, even minor grievances

her past, Mila couldn’t help 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

“What did he do then?”

smile slowly faded as she turned and settled into the sofa, burying her face without uttering a single word. The floodgates of her emotions reopened, and tears streamed down her cheeks once more.

were once cherished memories now felt unbearably bitter.

+25 BONUS

her grandparents. Her classmates adored her, and her teachers

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

the phone

her phone, only to find Phoebe