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 she

Hoffis..." his voice grew

her hand was already on the door handle. Hearing him call out her full name, she

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

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

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

panicked all of a sudden. She was nervous as she held

wrong?"

the bed, he didn't notice how weak he was. He was also unable to stand

body, Nathan breathed heavily. He still stood up even if he felt dizzy, yet unable to stop his desire to

Nathan said weakly. He was so weak that he didn't have the strength to

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

him. She had no time to worry about anything else. She said, "Nate, let me help you to

"Do you understand

would only result in getting

verge of tears. She was

hands, and said, "Nate, let me

weight pressed against her soft body as