The Wrong Woman

"Chubs,"” Nathan said. He smiled softly as he gazed at her with affection.

Mila looked up with her eyes shimmering. She asked, "Hmm?"

He expressed himself with full affection, "The country needs you."

Mila put on a sweet smile. She asked softly, "What about you?"

Nathan was stunned and bewildered as he looked at her.

Mila suddenly realized the question she asked was too much, especially considering he was now in a relationship. She felt embarrassed for saying such inappropriate words.

Just as Nathan was about to respond, Mila awkwardly chuckled and said, "Sorry, I was just joking. You don't have to answer that."

Nathan's words were caught in his throat.

Mila felt increasingly awkward. She then stood up and said, "Nate, you rest well. I'll get going first.” "Chubs,” Nathan hurriedly called out. He felt extremely reluctant.

Mila had just arrived. Was she really leaving so soon?

Nathan called out for her, but she didn't stop. He lifted the blanket and got out of bed. He quickly caught up to her. "Chubs..."

he called, the faster

Hoffis..." his voice grew

heard Nathan's voice, her hand was already on the door handle. Hearing him call out her full name,

she turned, Nathan's weak body suddenly lurched forward.

hitting the doorframe, halting her movement. She quickly wrapped her arms around Nathan's waist and held onto

With Mila's support, he finally regained

sudden. She was nervous as she held his

wrong?" she

he was sitting on the bed, he didn't notice how weak he was. He

Nathan breathed heavily. He still stood up even if he felt

weakly. He was so weak that he didn't

love, he... still can't give up...

no time to worry about anything else. She said,

murmured, "Do you understand what I

Daniel would only

the verge of tears. She was deeply worried and

said, "Nate, let me call Cole for help. I'm afraid I can't support you on

soft body as he buried his head