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.

we've been married for six months, even if

only listen to her. He pulled down his pants and gritted his

them by trying to talk to her. "So, when did you see

cheeks flushed red. She murmured, "I

too?" Nathan's tone grew slightly somber. It was obvious

"No. Daniel is

of water followed. He walked to the sink and

the side. She looked at Nathan's

he reached for the towel, Mila immediately handed

the towel she offered. "Thank you," he

is just a brother I deeply respect. We're just good friends,

uncomfortable. If

no longer a brother, not even a friend. He was just a stranger whose contact information needed

put down the towel before Mila