The Wrong Woman

"Do you need any help?" Mila asked shyly when she noticed Nathan's hesitation.

Nathan was waiting for her to leave. Now, he was more embarrassed after hearing her words. "I'm good. You may go out," he replied.

Mila was unhappy when she thought of Fenna waiting outside the bathroom. "I'll wait for you to finish peeing before I help you out.”

Nathan had no choice but to sigh. He felt warmth in his chest, and his breathing grew heavy. He murmured in a hoarse voice, "Chubs, how can I pee with you watching?"

Mila slowly turned her back to him. She said shyly, "I won't look, so you can start.”

"Chubs—" Nathan called out her name with a mixture of helplessness and fondness.

Before he could say anything further, Mila immediately interrupted, "Stop dawdling and hurry up.” She felt a bit embarrassed and annoyed.

Nathan didn't figure out what she was thinking. He felt extremely embarrassed and couldn't do anything with her around.

"Nate, just consider us as a long-time married couple. There's nothing to be embarrassed about,” Mila said as she lowered her head and nervously played with the hem of her clothes.

"Besides, we've been married for six months, even if we

pulled down his

trying to talk to her. "So, when did

cheeks flushed red. She murmured, "I made

Nathan's tone grew

She clarified, "No. Daniel is like a brother,

the flush button, the sound of water followed. He walked

hurried over, picked up a towel, and waited for him at the side. She looked at Nathan's expression. Curious, she asked, "Why do you always bring up

washing his hands. When he reached

the towel she offered. "Thank you,"

explained, "Daniel is just a brother I deeply respect. We're just good friends, so don't

anything. Despite her explanation, he felt even more uncomfortable. If she thought of Daniel as a respected brother, a friend, then what about

a brother, not even a friend. He was just a stranger whose contact information

the towel