The Wrong Woman

"There's something I need to explain to you," Nathan said. His breath grew heavy as he spoke softly against her shoulder.

"What is it?" Mila asked.

"Fenna and I aren't dating.”

Mila was stunned. She was at a loss for words. She had mixed feelings about it, and her thoughts raced in all directions.

She was unsure whether to feel relieved, happy, angry, or annoyed. But she could feel Fenna's hostility, and her tactics were a bit dirty.

As Mila's emotions settled down, her hands around his waist tightened. "Nate, Fenna told me you two were together.”

That was why Nathan felt it necessary to explain. Regardless of whether she loved him or not, he wouldn't let himself be in a helpless position.

As long as Mila remained unmarried and he was still single, he still had a chance.

"Yeah, Fenna mentioned it to me,” Nathan replied.

Fear lodged itself in Mila's heart. If Nathan had never explained, she would've always misunderstood.

If the misunderstanding was cleared up, Fenna would simply be seen as helping a friend vent. Fenna had explained first so that Nathan wouldn't blame her. So, women who could use such manipulative tactics with such righteousness still existed.

was no match for

me just to explain this?" Mila asked softly, her breath

"Yeah," Nathan replied.

on a faint smile and said, "Fenna probably didn't expect

didn't she expect?" Nathan

moment and continued slowly, "She

gazed at Mila's slightly flushed cheeks,

lot." Mila wanted to explain, but

wanted to resign from the

she became a Norvanian citizen again, she would have the

didn't want to let her go and she couldn't come back to work in Norvania, it would be like giving him false hopes. It would only

too painful. She couldn't

thought, Nathan slowly turned and walked toward the bed, dragging his tired and

her reverie and hurried

hand. Then,

put on a sweet smile as she said, "Let

remained silent and allowed her

lie on the bed. She covered him with the blanket and then pulled a chair to sit beside the