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?”

attempting to compose herself. “I’m not crying.

off this sudden burst of tear activity?”

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didn’t utter a single word, merely responding with

the absurdity of

provocation-be it nightmares, fatigue, unsuccessful experiments,

even more absurd. A few indifferent noises from Nathan have you in tears again. Do you need surgery

breath, Mila sank onto the sofa, shutting her

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

“It’s no

real hardships, even minor grievances could

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

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 cherished memories now

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once the darling of the family, showered with affection by her parents and doted on by her grandparents. Her classmates adored her, and her teachers favored her. She was even held in high regard by the neighbors in her community.

interpreted it as brotherly fondness. At the time, she couldn’t

phone

it, expecting it to be her phone, only to find Phoebe