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?"

the roiling in her stomach. She felt very uncomfortable enduring the nausea. Nathan quickly

she hurriedly knelt on the ground. She opened

After she finished vomiting, he handed her mouthwash and

gargled, the water she spat out wet her

she became a bit sober. She stood up as her

behind. He held her hands to wash at the

her weight against Nathan's chest. Her back pressed tightly on his chest. She felt

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

gentle as he pampered her, "I'll go get you pajamas

nodded and replied,

He reminded her, "Sit here and wait

"Okay." Nathan walked out of the bathroom. He went into

was stunned when

to casually pull out

the bathroom. But when he heard the sound of running water,

quickly pushed the bathroom door open and rushed in. He was dumbfounded as he took in the sight before him. Seconds 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 walked in