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.

she was no

did you chase after me just to explain this?" Mila asked softly,

"Yeah," Nathan replied.

a faint smile and

she

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

distancing himself from her. He gazed at Mila's slightly flushed

do. I care a lot." Mila wanted

to express her feelings to Nathan. She wanted to resign

became a Norvanian citizen again,

let her go and she couldn't come back to work in Norvania, it would be like

painful. She couldn't

Nathan slowly turned and walked toward the

out of her reverie and hurried over to support his

hand. Then, he looked

on a sweet smile as she said, "Let me help

remained silent and allowed her

covered him with the blanket and then pulled a chair