The Wrong Woman

Chapter 338

Chapter 338

Mila’s face turned red, and she averted her gaze, unable to meet Nathan’s eyes, her breath quickening. “I–I’ll take you to the hospital,” she stammered.

Nathan spoke softly, “Are you concerned about the media not having enough material?”

Mila shook her head vigorously. “That’s not what I meant.”

Nathan’s gaze intensified as he stared at her blushing face, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he licked his dry lips.

He breathed in the delicate aroma emanating from her, his heart racing, consumed by desire. The passion he had recently suppressed with a cold shower was now rekindled.

His hand clenched tightly before he released it, stepping back as he instructed, “Leave.”

Mila was caught off guard. “What?”

“Stay at Sudvilla. Don’t venture elsewhere,” Nathan advised sternly.

“But what about your health? Are you truly alright?” Mila inquired, concern evident in her

eyes.

Nathan found himself drawn to her rosy lips as she spoke, each syllable holding him captive like a mesmerizing poppy flower–tempting yet perilous.

He had savored the taste of her lips, fully aware of their delightful allure.

Nathan responded hoarsely, “I won’t die.”

clueless about

his expression turning grim.

explained anxiously. “I’m concerned that Oliver might be dead, I can’t locate my parents, and I’m

exerting all his self–control to suppress his desires. “He’s not dead. You should

“Where is he?”

at the

save

composure. He posed

or

consumed with questions

from the effects of

she kept asking, “If Oliver isn’t dead, can

seized her hand and pulled her toward the master bed.

you doing?” Mila panicked, her

her to the edge of the bed, his

pressing her onto the

with nervous anticipation.

a whisper, Nathan uttered, “Do you realize how much agony

nodded, tension evident in her clear, moist eyes.

know how many times I’ve told you to

shook her head

around to

triple inquiry.

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