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?"

she endured the roiling in her stomach. She felt very uncomfortable enduring the nausea. Nathan quickly carried her into

soon as Mila touched the toilet, she hurriedly knelt on the ground. She opened the toilet lid and lowered her head

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

water she spat out wet

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

up and hugged her from behind. He held her hands

felt weak, so she leaned all her weight against Nathan's chest. Her back

man gently rubbed and rinsed her hands under the cool tap water. Mila murmured semi-consciously, "Nate, my clothes are wet.

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

nodded and replied, "Yes, I

toilet. He reminded her, "Sit here and wait for me. Don't move.

weakly lowered her head. She was drowsy as she replied, "Okay." Nathan walked out of the bathroom. He went into the walk-in closet to find

of pajamas, he was stunned when he saw

felt embarrassed as he tried to casually pull

the sound

uncomfortably hot. His ears to his neck were all flushed. He had just seen Mila

while before pushing the bathroom door open. He walked in and