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..."

more he called, the

voice grew heavier

out her full

Nathan's weak body suddenly lurched forward. He fell and lay on top of

pushed backward, her back hitting the doorframe, halting her movement. She

himself against the door. With Mila's support, he finally regained his balance and managed to stand still. But much of

panicked all of a sudden. She was nervous

what's wrong?" she

the bed, he didn't notice how

if he felt dizzy, yet unable to stop

weak that he

love, he... still can't give up... on that woman. So, he's now...

about his weak body as she held him. She had no time to worry about anything else. She said, "Nate, let me

you understand what

only result

tears. She

tightly, unwilling to let go of her hands, and said, "Nate, let me call Cole for help. I'm

against the door. His weight pressed against her soft body as he buried