The Wrong Woman

Mila heard someone asking her when she was semi-conscious.

"Who do you like?"

She opened her heavy eyes, her vision blurry. As she blinked gently, she saw the looming figure in front of her.

Nathan's handsome face filled her vision.

She smiled bitterly but didn't say anything. She then closed her eyes again.

In an instant, the man's soft and gentle voice came again. "Chubs, who do you like? Who do you love?"

Mila felt a sourness in her heart. She felt even more uncomfortable as she slowly uttered, "Nate."

Nathan was startled. He was stunned in place.

Was she calling his name, or was she telling him the answer?

Mila felt even more uncomfortable. She moved slightly in his arms as she said again, "Nate."

Nathan realized that she was calling him. He asked, "Hmm?"

and I want to throw up,” Mila said as she endured the roiling in her stomach. She

Mila touched the toilet, she hurriedly knelt on the

back and handed her tissues. After she finished vomiting, he handed her mouthwash

the water she spat out

bit sober. She stood up as her cheeks flushed with a dazed expression on

behind.

Nathan's chest. Her back pressed tightly

the cool tap water. Mila murmured semi-consciously, "Nate, my

hands. His actions were gentle as he pampered her, "I'll go get you pajamas to change.

replied, "Yes, I

sit on the toilet. He reminded her, "Sit here and wait

was drowsy as she replied, "Okay." Nathan walked out of the bathroom.

was stunned when he saw her underwear

embarrassed as he tried to casually pull out a set of

sound of running water, he was filled with a sense

later, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. As he closed the door, he breathed heavily. His heart rate sped up, and his body was uncomfortably hot. His ears to his neck were all flushed. He

door open. He walked