The Wrong Woman

Chapter 281

Chapter 281

Mila reached for the pen gun under her pillow. As she pointed it directly at the person over her body, she suddenly heard Nathan’s

voice. She quickly withdrew the pen gun.

Nathan’s voice calmed her immediately. However, she could feel that his body was unusually warm, and his breath burned her skin. She tried to speak, but her voice was muffled by his hand.

Having felt something pressing against his waist a few moments earlier, Nathan pulled out Mila’s hand, which was hiding under the pillow. The moonlight that streamed into the room cast a glow on the pen gun she held in her hand.

“Do you think you can protect yourself with that pen alone?” Nathan

asked.

Mila tried to pull her hand away to hide the weapon. The pen Nathan was referring to was actually a finely crafted weapon Mila had designed three years ago that was both powerful and inconspicuous.

She struggled for a moment until Nathan slowly freed her mouth. After taking a deep breath, she exclaimed, “You’re the one who’s out of your mind! Why did you show up like this? Did you realize you nearly

Mila stopped mid-sentence. She had nearly killed Nathan. After freeing herself from his grip, she hid the pen gun under the blanket.

Nathan smirked. “Nearly what?”

“What brings you here?” She

avoided her touch and pulled her off the bed.

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Leave at once.”

his words and continued, “How did you get in

shocked to see that the glass door to the balcony was slightly ajar.

think these locks will keep you safe?” Nathan

nodded and hummed in reply. Yet, she knew that all the locks in the world couldn’t protect her if someone was determined to harm

her.

her toward the balcony.

him off. “I’m not

who was bathed in the

couldn’t see her expression clearly, he could hear

man’s at Hoffis Manor. They will keep your grandparents

is my grandpa getting sick all of a sudden?” Mila

silent, guilt washing over

she looked up at Nathan. His black

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