The Wrong Woman

The woman who couldn't wait to leave just a moment ago suddenly wanted to stay and take care of him, and with such intimacy.

Nathan smiled slightly. Curious, he asked, "What made you change your mind all of a sudden?" Mila gently pursed her lips and wore a delightful smile. She thought it over for a moment and said, "Because you got injured saving me, so it's natural for me to take care of you."

Nathan chuckled as he gazed at her deeply.

Mila said in a playful tone, "In medieval times, when women wanted to repay their saviors, they would often offer themselves if they had nothing else to offer.”

Nathan felt his body heat up, so he pulled his blanket down slightly. He said with a deep voice, "Are you also offering yourself?"

Mila nodded. Her demeanor was extremely serious as she said, "I'm offering myself."

Nathan's expression turned serious. He said, "Don't joke about this with me. I'll take it seriously.” "I'm not joking," Mila said solemnly.

Nathan closed his eyes again to rest.

Mila didn't say anything further. She pulled the blanket up a bit more to cover his neck.

Nathan pulled it down slowly, tucking it around his waist.

Upon seeing this, Mila frowned. She then pulled up the blanket again to cover him.

down again with his

pull the blanket again, Nathan suddenly grabbed her

weak. Don't

her hand, and Mila

he

for a while. After seeing him

at the door. Mila went downstairs and sat in

ended, Cole walked in. He was slightly more polite this time. "Ms.

go and take care of your business. I'll

You don't trust that I'm capable of taking care of

realized she was serious about it. He chuckled, "Of course. You can take care of General Morrison. With you caring for him, I'm sure he'll

as she

He would disappear even if he weren't

with food. When he saw Mila,

"Yes, it

Mila said, reaching out to

ultimately placed the tray