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.

felt she was

explain this?" Mila asked softly, her breath brushing against

"Yeah," Nathan replied.

faint smile and said, "Fenna probably

she

Mila paused for a moment and continued slowly, "She didn't expect you to explain this

stood up straight, distancing himself from her. He gazed at

care a lot." Mila

her feelings to Nathan. She wanted to resign from the Sunterland Research Institute and terminate the contract

she became a Norvanian citizen again,

and she couldn't come back to work in Norvania, it would be like giving him false hopes. It would only disappoint him

would be too painful. She couldn't bear to

lost in thought, Nathan slowly turned and walked toward the bed, dragging

reverie and

glanced at her hand. Then, he looked at her

a sweet smile as she

and allowed her

with the blanket